Moaning moaner
As ever nothing ever turns out quite how I expect or plan for. After a week in Budapest things are going reasonably well - except after nearly a week we still don’t have reliable access to the internet, which as you can imagine is driving me nuts. We’ve now moved apartment three times chasing working internet AND heating in the same place. So far we’re not winning - to the point that I’ve had a hissy fit and come home for the weekend leaving my assistant and translator to freeze their butts off and fix it all, for princess Simon, by monday. Sometimes its great being the boss. :)
Just getting out of the UK is enough to drive me loopy in the first place. How can parking a can at the airport for a week cost more than the flights? Why do check-in assume I’m going to moan at the excess baggage - We’re 60kilos OVER so we know theres no way out and we really don’t mind paying! But my carry on is one Kilo over and its a HUGE PROBLEM, however buying 6 bottles of whisky in dutyfree (and thus carrying it onto the plane!) isn’t. Not that you get told about the carry on limit while you’re at check in and could still possibly do something about it. - transfer of latest Terry Pratchet book from carry on to hold should do the trick. Oh no, the 10kilo carry on limit is only mentioned as you go through the X-ray scanner bit when theres absolutley fuck all you can do about it, short of sending the whole bag of cameras back to check-in and into the hold. If theres one thing the UK still does well its olympic standard Jobsworths. “just doing my job, sir, no need to be abusive” Yeah, what-ev-errr.
Anyway, back to the porn. Five days and five shoots of five girls. The first couple are up already Maggie and Alix. I would guess both have a fair bit of porn baggage and history as both sniggered out loud when asked if they’d done any video. (they had) Both had that look on there face that reads as “don’t you know who I am?” in any language. So those of you with DVD colloections or memberships to other sites may just recognise them. Either way, every shoot this week was a delight, all the girls turned up bright and shiny and eager to work - not one flinched at the oversized toys we’d brought along, and a couple evern faked passable orgasms during the videos. Does it get any better than that?
