*yawn*
Damnit, this should be a period of partying, and generally kicking back and chilling out and other phrases.
Instead, I'm sat on the net typing this, it's absolutely pissing it down (with rain) and my parents have just buggered of to Greece for two weeks, leaving me with a millet-fetishist parrot and a sister who wanders around the whole time worrying about her boyfriend, who, just to rub it in, is ALSO on holiday.
On the other hand, I'm now free to sleep in/make mess/stay in dressing gown all day without someone sighing sadly as I pass by on the way to the coffee...
:-D
Yup, it ain't all bad.
Well, what the hell am I going to do with the house for two weeks? The almost-girlfriend looks like she's coming to stay at some point, and the weather won't be like this all the time, so, parrot-permitting, I'll be spending some quality time on the beach...one plus of living on the Isle of Wight, hey?
More soon, when I'm either in a mood to moan, or jubilant about something or other.
Hmmmm, not too soon then?
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