Sunday, 5 April 2009

Conert in St. Pete. Kula Shaker!

Yesterday I went to the Kula Shaker concert and hung out with the band after

It was a good show. The last song was fucking awesome… I didn’t know any of the songs but I can tell it was enjoyed by the crowd…thought they did seem a bit tame.


Before that I was just wandering around St. Petersburg alone most of the day. I spoke to a few girls, nothing much to report. I finally ran into a girl that wasn’t receptive talking to me. That took 2 days! She didn’t wanna talk so I just let her go. I spoke to some other girls who were taking pictures. I figured they were foreigners but no, they were Russian girls just messing about taking pics. I hung out with them and they took me to one landmark. Some thingy. I dunno. I loitered around the Russian musem of Russian art. Spoke to this Russian kid reading dostayevski. Tried to banter but he was pretty quiet. Then this girl comes to meet him. She walks up to him and looks down. He looks up. She sticks her hand out and shakes his hand. One shake. They get up and walk off. A handshake? These kids were like 20. maybe a first date? It seemed a bit cold..hmm … my friend was supposed to meet me but he flaked for like 2 hours. It was starting to hurt to walk,k I went into a coffee shop and made him come to me. Then I met him and sergei and we went to chill in a bar.

I was thirsty so I grabbed a lattee across the street and stuck it in. they yelled at me not to bring it in but I ignored them. Then the chick comes upstairs and yells at me some more. She’s like threatnin to call the police. I’m like, cool, call the police. Sounds like fun. My friend calms her down and says we’ll go In a couple of minutes. Then some other guy comes. My friend tells him I’m a foreigner and I didn’t know better and that we’ll go soon. He says ok. Then some other chick comes later and tries to start put I point out the cup is empty. There’s no foreign coffee in it, it’s just a piece of trash now.

What the fuck? Yes I know the rules. But come on. It’s Russia. It’s like the fucking wild west out here u can drive as fast as you want, don’t need seat belts in the car, u can carry fucking knives on you. If you are caught for anything, and I mean anything, u just pay a bribe and it’s all good

But bringing my coffee into a bar, oh no. of course to my friend it was like a big scene … to me, I do “social faux pas” to entertain myself so it’s not even noticible anymore. I just don’t give a fuck they don’t want me drinking coffee in their bar. It’s of no relevance to me. Does this make me an asshole? Maybe, but again I really don’t give a shit. It’s a stupid rule, and it hurts nobody so why should I invonvenience myself to follow a stupid rule?

So we are walking … I open one smoking hot girl walking towards us with “I love your pants!” and she looks scared and keeps walking. Alright, blowout number two!! My friend racks up, thinks this is a hilarious thing to say to a stranger. She was stonking hot. I should have gone after her … I’m tired tho and not sure how much of my “gaming habits” I wanna reveal to my friend. He kinda of knows but not really. Anyways we take a cab to the concert. As we get into the cab I say to the driver “eta tvaya machine?” which means “is this your car?” he immediately replies “just stole it. Fresh off the lot!” … funny. but I thought he said “I just stole it. It’s in good condition now, I’m gonna run it into the ground!” … which I thought was funnier as the car was a piece of shit. My friends in the back are still trying to take the piss out of my jacket. The driver asks why I take their shit. I reply “this idiot here, he married a girl at 24. he’s gonna be staring at the same fucking face in the morning for the rest of his life. And this guy is so drunk all the time, he doesn’t even get erections anymore. What the fuck would I care what they have to say?” …. It sounds funnier in Russian. Trust.

Anyways we get in there. Ioi from girl sitting near coat check. Chat to her a bit but my friend comes and grabs me away. I see her a bit later at the bar and chat with her. She’s into me, but then this dude shows up. I determine they are kinda on a date and I leave it. I can see she likes me waaaaaaaaaay more than him. I think I could get her number still or whatever but I can’t be bothered. Too many hot girls around. She stares at me later as I pass her as he has his arms around her. Poor girl. I speak to this absolutely stoking hottie in a polka dot dress. She’s like with 4 guys… I watch her a few minutes but they’re not touching her or doing anything that suggests she’s with one of them so … I talk to her. It goes well, I ask her if one of these guys is her BF already knowing the answer but she says he’s at home. Ah. Still we chat some more, she likes me but her phone rings. I can’t be bothered / feel chodey waiting so I move on. Dunno if that would have gone anywhere…. See a lone girl at the bar. Open. She’s alone. Older (30) – hot body, cute. We chat, she’s VERY friendly… around this time this other girl starts coming at me aggressively. She has a smoking body but it’s really good looking. She’s drunk. I don’t really care and I hide behing the girl I’m working. I get back to her… we’re soon huggin and I have my hands all over her. I ask where she lives, she says with her BF. I ask how long they together, she says 9 years! I say “are you faithful? Are u a good girl or a bad girl?” she hesitates and says “good girl!” I tell her your eyes tell me “bad girl!” … anyways I lost steam after that. I guess I still don’t care to go for girls with boyfriends. Ah well. I’m sure I coulda gont her # but what’s the point. I’m only in town a couple of days and guess what – there are hotter girls around. Hehe.

A few mins later the girl who attacked me is making out and playing with this other girls tits. Oh sure, NOW I’m interested. Haha. I chat a bit to them but they are more interested in each other. I feel chodey trying to get in there so I bugger off. Spoke to this other short hot girl who (guess what) had an amazing body. Boyfriend. I say this one girl who was so hot I go aa for like 2 minutes. Eventually I got to her. Massive bitch shield. It kind of shocked me, first proper bitch shield I got (the day game sets just kept moving) but this was a proper shield. Ah well. It’s ok. There are….still hotters girls around. Ahha (no, she probably was the hottest one) … but actally her body wasn’t as good as the rest. So fuck you, byaaatch!!

After the concert me and my buddy go to the hotel with the band. I joke around with one of the guys. He actually looks like a Canadian lumberjack in the red shirt and mustache. Even more, he looke like my buddy Cajun. Hahaha. I’ll try and post that pic on here once I get a hold of it.

Go to sleep. Hbginyhotbod wakes me up calling me at 11! I call her back but she’s sleepy and said she called me by accident! I say ok and I’ll call her later. I call her back around 1.30 and joke how if I girl calls me Sunday around 2 it’s normal. At 1 she likes me, 12 she likes me a lot and if she calls me at 11 she wants to marry me, so her called scared me a bit. Heh. I joked about the girl being after me last night but then hooking up with a girl. “I want cock! Cock! Fuck it, I wans some pussy. Get me some pussy!” (funnier in russian) – trust. Anyways I ask if she still wants to see me today, if she’s scared he flatmate off for the night and she says it’s all sorted. So, I’m meetin her at 11. cooooooool

Oh, the girl “hb ninja” we’ll call her did reply to my texts yesterday. This was the happy dancing hottie from the club I thought would flake. I texter her saying let’s go for a walk. She replied “hi sneaky Canadian. Unfortunately I can’t I wait oout of town to visitin my parents. I’m back tomorrow night” I texted her “oh runnin away from me already? I don’t wanna kill you, I promise. I just wanna make out! How about tomorrow around 8? … she wrote back “hhahah zabavni ti!” (not sure what that is but it’s good) I like chocolat. I’m not running from you, I just went out of town. But we can meet tomorrow”

Just a few mins ago I texted her about meeting at 8.30. no answer yet, but hopefully that will go thru.

No way I’d flake on hbhotbody but if I think I can lay this girl I can stay in town an extra night, maybe as long as wed then head to Moscow.

There are 2 other girls I can meet today but I can’t be bothered. My feet hurt and I’m gonna get laid tonight anyways. It’s amazing isn’t it, I’ve been in town 48 hours and I’m already full of girls. hahahaha

Fucking ridiculous.

Already thoughts of moving to Russia are entering my head. I haven’t even fucked yet. And I’m like “mannn I gotta come liiiiiiiiiive hereeeeee”

I don’t think I actually delved into how many girls that are HOT are just wandering about here

Like, in the bar on Friday night. It was a small bar. Dunno maybe like 100 people in there? Well 20 of them were hot chicks. Fucking 20. that’s a lot. Shit if you get 5 girls in that size of bar that are hot you’d be pretty happy about it. It was just silly.

Hot, and very very open and friendly. Fucking fuck

What the hell would I do for money in Russia? Comedy? No. teaching game – is my Russian good enough? Ya maybe. I think I’d have to rely on poker. Then again, flights to London return are like 300 bucks. I could just go back and forth. i think I wanna come here for like 3 months. Maybe sept-nov. yea. That would be awesome.

Fuck it. I’ll probably end up staying in asia after I go there on my trip in aud. But got damn it. It’s good here. And I haven’t even got to Moscow yet!! FUCK!!

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