The rain in Spain falls mostly on the Plain

Back to abysmal, it´s been a year. I don´t want to get too personal just yet, let me smoothly make it to the heart of the matter.
Eres un capullo was the name of the draft, here is a savoury selection
of idioms picked up here
eso mola/digo.../no me toques los cojones/un...que te cagas/cojonudo
acojonante/por el culo ni el bigote de una gamba/nuca lluve a gusto de todos/ya...pero si es una putada/tronco, tio/yo que se/tu piba/colega/fea de pelotas/cago en la leche/a tomar por culo/cabron
Looking forward to going him for a little while
Very much troubled by perspectives of parism, how beautiful and tierno but how far away from all things known.
Hatred and Love in a tissue (un mouchoir de poche).
Feeling good in a big city, not too fast nor stressful but smelly. Looking forward to higher prospects at work. Too much time on your hands is never good, end up sleeping, tidying up or turning the place into a mess
Wonderful to live in your own place, la propriété privée.