Thursday, October 05, 2006

Damn his eyes

First he got to go to dinner in Paris. Then they sent him for a long weekend of clubbing in Ibiza. Today, there's another one to add to the list of places my bastard housemate has got to go 'for work': Nashville. Grrr.


Kusems said...

Clearly, you need a new roommate. It's not healthy for a person to live in that kind of hostile environment.

I don't know about Nashville, though. Personally, I've never had much interest in it. I'm not sure I'd put it anywhere near Paris or Ibiza on my list of places to go before I die. But I guess I can understand why a music buff would want to go there.

Tim said...

Next time he gets sent somewhere, simply move his stuff out.


Miss Ell said...

Either that or attach yourself to his leg so he has to take you with him?

Chris said...

I live with some bastard that's been sent to Afghanistan, Kenya and Pakistan so far this year and who's going to Brussels for a few days too. Oh wait. That's me.

Will said...

Kusems: It's not Nashville particularly, just the fact that it's, like, in America. Not that America's so great, just really far away and expensive to get to.

Tim: He's not back till Sunday. There's time.

Miss Ell: Undignified, but probably worth it.

Chris: You too are a bastard. But I think you knew that already.

jpt said...

Just thought you'd all be pleased to hear I made it back, had an amazing time, and returned home to a flat that still contained my possessions (thanks electricgoose...).

Nashville's bordering on redneck sister-fucker territory, it's true. But for live music it can't be beat. And there were some rather fetching dungarees doing the rounds too.