No action for Lu

Geekboy came online and tried to talk to me last night...he gets really randy when he's drunk and he'd been having a few drinks. Good thing for me he's in Scottland! No tempatation for Lu he was having a drunken attempt at flirting with me, but I was batting off his comments and telling him to go chat up the barmaid (he was using his pda to go online from the pub ) I started rambling on about the fact I have a Jedi fetish at the moment to distract him and he got all jealous and moaned at me that I should be obsessing over him instead I remain unconvinced.

Horniest I've been for aaages today, and thats saying something! Unfortunately the only male I've seen today was my rather unattractive married middle aged landlord who came round with his wife when I was in the bath. Now there's a threesome that belongs in hell! Urgh. Anyway, I was relaxing in the bath, pampering myself and generally kicking back, and there was this knock at the door. I knew there was nobody in, so I wondered wether or not I could be bothered to get out. I wasnt expecting anyone, and there was a chance it was just a door to door sales thingy. Anyway, the knock came again so I thought feck it, jumped out of my nice hot bath, realised I hadnt anything to get changed into and could hardly open the door in a towel, sprinted accross the landing in the nude and was only just pulling on my dressing gown in my room when I heard the door open and realised that it must be the landlord, who has his own set of keys. I wish to heaven he'd actually learn to observe the rule about giving 24 hours notice!

Anyway, I called "be with you in a minute!" and his wife was going "hello? hellooooo?" so I could tell she hadnt heard me. Ran downstairs in my dressing gown, with conditioner in my hair, and they looked at me like I was the creature from the black lagoon, and showed me that they had bought me a new hoover over (the last one went bang). The landlord then went upstairs to fix a window leaving me to make small talk with his wife, who is a top class lawyer.
Obviously, I made a bit of a strange sight; I'm clutching my dresssing gown desperately to make sure I don't accidently flash her, and she's looking round at the absolute hell hole we've made of the house.

I say "we"... Geekboy made the mess really. Him and his ex. Me and Iceboy are more tidy. As soon as the others move out there should be a marked improvment, but I got sick of tidying up stuff that wasnt mine and now it's a veritable den of filth. I can't wait til I can get a little bedsit of my own and make it into a cosy little seduction pad, with pretty cusions, silky bedspreads, and soft rugs underfoot, with candles dotted around and all those other little touches like flowers and no mould.

Anyway, I explained to the wife-type-woman that Geekboy was taking all the mess with him, and she humphed and huffed a bit at the state of it, and said it was beyond belief, which I thought was a bit rude seeing as I'd already explained the mess would be gone, with Geekboy, in a matter of a few weeks, and that it wasnt mine, and apologised for it.

Finally, finally, they left, and I was able to get back into my bath. Hardly the type of steamy encounter I was thinking of! Where are all the hotties, hrm? . Out having a good time in the pubs I guess, where I cant afford to go. Sigh. I guess my toys and me had better make ourselves a date this evening... maybe a fantasy about some hot jedi's defending me from harm, and we'll be well away.