Honeymoon Over

The honeymoon is OVER!

Say good bye to the grace period.

The day has been dark and gloomy. It has been pouring.. and they say that the ice age may be upon us soon.

There was no sunlight today and this has really dampened my mood already - this and my fiascos with my fucking international bank with a branch in every arsehole !

When I was in Wonderland, the fuckers I bank with assured me that things will run like clockwork.. and now that I am here, they are making it impossible for me to transfer my money from the Wonderland account to the Canadian one.

I spent the whole morning on the phone with a woman with the Bahrain bank, who badly needs to get laid. The prostitute ran up my phone bill and gave me no solution. She asked me for my first name. My first name. Does fuckface realise how many Amiras there are in Bahrain? Or have I become a household name I need no further introductions?

And she didn't even ask me for my account number or anything. The bitch should be sitting at home baking Khubos and minding her own business and not working for an international bank.

I have had it with those jokers. At first I was calm about it, but three weeks down the road and no access to your bank accounts can cause severe impairment of judgement...as well as undesirable withdrawal symptoms.

I mean we aren't broke yet.. but we can't do all that we have planned to do. In short, this means we can't get our place paid for; we can't get furniture; we can't get other essentials like a bloody car!!

Does humilation have to follow Bahrainis wherever they go???