Canadians to the Right of me

We've had an influx of Canadians and newargers into Albania, sigh! I haven't said a single thing about Canadians because with the surge in their currency, no big deal, Albanian economics is a mess even if the country is most beautiful, don't get me started on the political situation, the Canadians have become the new Americans. Shit.

Look. I've been accused of not being a nice, fit and trim 175 cm strapping Albanian woman but rather a gay Jewish man living in Manhattan at 215 148th street apartment 3C. I ask you, would a Jew impersonate an Albanian? Oy vey! No way!

So, all you newagers who send me emails, you can just forget it.

Top Chef is getting better

Indeed, I want to have Tom C.'s baby. You'll have to stand in line The Donald. Sob. I hate you. BF(d), you too. Sob. I must be having my period.

Jacques Torres and Bobby Flay

Oh yes, the Dean at the so called French Culinary School and Bobby Flay, a slightly retarded graduate, what do they have in common? Both are my nemeses. Well, Bobby Flay is probably my Arch Nemesis though JT is getting to me.

On a rare visit to USA, I visited JT at his fake ol' world, not like Albania at all, DUMBO store. And what happened, he snuck out, I've no proof of this but I sense it to be true, and put a chocolate on my seat. I went all day with chocolate smeared on my white skirt. Shit. No Chocolate. Damn, I said chocolate. I got snucked off by JT.

I can't have two arch nemeses. Sorry, JT, you'll have to be second fiddle to BF(d). Maybe you could have a throw down with BF(d), I think he's a democrat, and see who will reign supreme and be my arch nemesis.