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Just went to get my photos and it turns out none have come out at all, so it looks like my classy camera is completely fucked. Damn.
Still, I will be putting Bea’s gallery up here soon, to replace.

SO, two weeks in the new house and most of my time seems to be currently spent walking around the Czech countryside with mes housemates, Lucie, her dog, her friends, their dogs, etc. Evenings are mainly (always) in the Blind Eye drinking Dark Krusovice and playing table football. Sweet.
We are going to have a party every other week now so if anyone (I know) wants to come over there is room for you to stay and plenty of fun shit going on.
Aside from that there is a festival here on the 20th/21st of June, only 13 quid or so and you get to see Marylin Manson, Morcheeba, Asian Dub Foundation, Dave Clarke, Moloko, Justin Robertson…. go to http://www.goplanetroxy.cz/ and click where it says ‘en’ for the English language version. Ta ta.

Which “Benjamin” Are You?

Seems like weeks since I’ve updated but its less than one… Ah well.
Saturday was the housewarming party, a success by all standards in that all had fun, nothing got broken and no major personality clashes marred the night. There was a little trouble for me personally, though I’m not sure I can talk about it except in metaphorical terms. So, ok…. You know when you’ve been eating baked beans on toast for a week and you start lusting after prime steaks with roasted vegetables, cream sauce, etc? And especially since the baked beans really belong to somebody else anyway and you’re just looking after them for a while when it comes down to it? And the baked beans have nothing whatsoever in common with you and nothing to talk about? And there’s lots of juicy prime steaks everywhere and its the beginning of the summer in Prague and you want to try lots of different meals at international restaurants, etc. Well….
So anyway, Sunday we went to Karlsteyn castle and walked around quarries all day with Lucie, her friend Jan (everyone is called Jan) and her dog Síkí, in the baking sun. It was very beautiful and very nice to get out of Prague for a day and enjoy ourselves in the countryside. There’s a whole 5 months left for us to lounge around in the sun, drink beer and smoke tabs now. Which is what comprises most days at the moment.
That’s about it really, there has been a little trouble in the apartment with Jacques having slightly different ideas about the way a house should be kept in order, but hopefully all will pass. My plan for tonight is to lie in bed, read Ham On Rye by Bukowski and generally not go out to the Blind Eye and stay out drinking dark Krusovice until 4, like every other night for a few weeks.
Anyhow. Night night.

So…. we lost the flat. Straight after I left that last message. The good news is that we have another flat lined up for less money, and still with Jacques, which is sweet as.
We have been thoroughly fucked off by Happy House Rentals, who still have 10,000 crowns of ours and had better give it back this afternoon. It’s funny that they are called Happy House Rentals because when stepping into the room you immediately pick up on a pervasive atmosphere of fury as the three employees bitch and snipe at each-other in the most miserable office environment I have ever seen.
Miserable House Rentals. Honesty pays, guys.