Know Him so Well

Some Japanese prospects are in town and we had to take them out for a night on the town. I hate having to deal with drunk clients of the opposite sex. Sooner or later someone are getting a little bit to touchy and you can’t ask them to fuck of since you need the business. Jay are lucky.. the men always seems to come to me and the women to her. Yesterday was no exception. After a delicious dinner at Oaxen we did some bar hopping around the Stureplan area. The Japanese became drunk quite fast so I guess there could be some truth about the lack of enzyme speculations. They insisted to go to a karaoke bar, which shouldn’t surprise me but it did.
”We have to get out of this!” I grabbed Jays shoulder and looked her desperately in the eyes.
”Relax, I’ll take care of i.” Jay looked super cool and for a split of a second I almost believed her.
“You know I don’t do stages, I just cant..” I was close to crying.
”Relax… I said I take care about it. Promise!”

At the karoke bar everybody was drinking and my rule not to get drunk during job related situations was really hard to stick by. The Japanese didn’t take no for an answer. I tried to trick them by sipping my shots but they found out.. and as a result they forced me on stage. I just stood there like a mupped.. palms sweaty, body shaking and realizing that I had to do this for the sake of the firm. I looked at Jay for sympathy but she was drunk beyond. Somebody picked the song for me and it starts playing; ‘I Know Him So Well’ from the musical Chess. It was one of the most humiliating moments of my life...

Wrong Energy

Back in Stockholm and it is grey and rainy. This has to be the worst summer ever! I thought that the climate changes would have the opposite effect. As if the weather wasn’t bad enough the Ambassador called and cancelled on me.
“The energy doesn’t seem right between us..” She explained.
“I’m sorry, but that’s how I feel. We are more like friends than anything else”
I was sorry to but what could I do.
“Well, if that’s how you feel maybe it would be the best thing not to come.”
What did she expect of me? I met her couple of times and now the energy doesn’t feel right? Why do women have to make such a big deal out of everything? Why can’t they just take it slow and see what happens? I felt so down after our phone call that I called Christian.
”Hi Chris it’s me!”
“Hi there, how was London?”
”It was great. You don’t have the number to the brunette by any chance?” I went straight to the point.
”Katja? What do you want that for?” He was teasing me.
“Never mind, do you have it?”
”No, but I can get it for you.”
”Would you, please?”
”Of course, I’ll call you back in a bit.”

I stared at the note, took a deep breath and dialed. I don’t think Katja noticed that I was nervous and when I asked her to have dinner with me she accepted..

Spend Money - Make Money

Jay was in a hung-over-quiet mood all day but after a couple of beers and a new pair of sunglasses her mood went up some levels. She peaked inside Harvey Nichols where she chatted up a girl in the Beauty section. I don’t know how she does it. Everywhere we go same thing. I wanted to continue to Notting Hill and the Portobello Road Market but Jay was tired and wanted to go back to the hotel for a nap so I went by myself. Found some beautiful scarves for only one pound each so I got two of them. Purrrrrfect. This means that not only did I spend money, I made money too!

We went for dinner with Anders, an investment banker I know that moved to London 5 years ago, and some of his friends at Nobu. I’ve never been there before but was quite curious. One of my favourite restaurants in Copenhagen is Umami, and I’ve heard that one of the guys who opened it used to work at Nobu in London. It was promising indeed.. and I wasn’t disappointed. The black cod was amazing and the unfiltered sake that we had plenty of made everybody happy. Jay thought it was the best kind of wine she ever had and she kicked every single one of the guys in arm wrestling. After we went to a club nearby that I cant remember the name of and it was almost impossible to get in. It was two levels and we went to the second one where the music was better. Bankers do know how to party. I was all sweaty from dancing non stop as we took a cab back to the hotel. Since we had an early flight back we didn’t go to bed, just took a shower and packed our things…

Dancing Queens

Candy Bar was as depressing as we would hope for it not to be. Where are all the hot power lesbian we’re getting spoiled with in reality shows? Why can’t I meet someone like Jackie Warner? I’m seriously considering going to LA and have my hair cut by Sally Hershberger just to meet her. We left Candy Bar for eye candy and went to Sanderson for drinks. Much better! Ended up going to an after party, which I usually never do, but hey.. we were here for inspiration after all. The party was located in a big flat near Green Park. It had a beautiful terrace where a group of people had gathered to smoke some weed. They offered us some but last time I tried it gave me diarrhoea so I declined and sipped on my Martini. We mingled for a bit and before we made ourselves comfortable in the sofa where we had the best supervision. Two blond sexy women started to dance in front of us and we just sat there happy to be alive. After a while they noticed us and came over chat. Jay has never been the shy type so after a wile she asked them if they couldn’t dance for us some more which they did. Jay is the king (or queen in her case)…

London Calling

Jay and I are going to London for the weekend and Fifi helped me pack my bag. We’re going for inspiration but I’m hoping to trick Jay into some shopping as well. She really hates it but I’ll bribe her with beer. I once dated a girl from London who was the most fucked up one I ever dated. This won’t stop us from going to a girly bar though. Candy Bar is as mandatory as well as getting yourself a treat in Agent Provocateur. That’s another thing I can blame my London fling for. She introduced me to AP and now I’m hooked..

Dyke In A Bottle

Meet up with my friend Lisa for a glass of rosé at Strandbryggan, an outside restaurant/bar located on a float in the water. The place was packed and I didn’t feel like having dinner since I am totally hooked on Fifi’s cooking. Besides all tables where occupied so we just sat down by the bar. Lisa told me about the newest stunt on the lesbian scene, a Burlesque Peep Show. Saw Godess Dita von Teese in the champagne glass for my inner eye but the image quickly changed to a masculine dyke inside a beer bottle wearing fishnet stockings. I think I’ll pass on that.

Went home and found Fifi vacuuming wearing a maid’s uniform. He immediately turned it off when he noticed me.
”Good evening Madame.” He nodded.
“Good evening Fifi.”
”I have prepared dinner for Madame.“
I could SO get used to this.

After a delicious dinner I watched the movie ‘Puccini for beginners’. I could have been okay if the plot didn’t include a lesbian with a boyfriend. Yes, you read me right. A lesbian with a boyfriend! In real life lesbians doesn’t have boyfriends!! And I don’t care if she got back together with her ex girlfriend in the end of the movie and the fact that he was a result of bad judgement during a time when she was hurt and confused. Lesbians don’t have boyfriends. Never, ever and for no reasons. It is just as simple as that..

Food & Friends

I spend the whole weekend working and getting to know Fifi and he is amazing. After a delicious cod with sea lobster juice and white asparagus I made up my mind. Yesterday he moved in.. My flat looks great and I feel great!