Mooses is in Love with a Roof Terrace!
...facing serious financial ball-in-chain years until he becomes 70.


After one and a half year of active searching, it finally appeared - a cool top floor apartment with an apallingly large roof terrace. (Some of the Luels who saw some pics today asked if I had bought a parking lot on a roof... No I have not, it has a toilet as well!) And it carries a price tag a mortal person actually can afford. Call me a Prissy Princess or just a Fancy Fruitcake but never claim that Master Mooses has no patience!

For a selected and very fortunate individuals, there might be a possibility for an invitation to a Queen's Day Roof Party this coming spring. Keep on flattering me, you Schmucks! :o=))) Additionally, Iero comes! Holy Holiday is turning into a Finnish Party with a potential of male-dominated eating and drinking feast balanced with female Mental Expertise in Day and Night Wear. (Nothing wrong with such venues, though.)

How about your X-Mas, Opossums? Tell me!

Mooses says: If you never lived beyond your financial capacity, you never felt like living!