Nov 09, 2006 17:38
- Grar, blood and agony. Stupid middle of the month.
- Have suitcase! Now need sandwich bags, sticky labels and rubber bands for packing up all the cables of my laptop, printer, internet and speakers. Grar, technology.
- May just live on strawberries and chocolate sauce for the rest of the year. Oh, but we're all going to Hell's Pizza if tonight's dinner is inedible. Probability: high.
- Have all presents wrapped, possibly prematurely, but I like to think of it as being prepared. Also, Christmas paper so pretty! Decking the halls of every shop as soon as Guy Fawks Night is over a bit tacky, though. More like 48 days of Christmas than twelve. Still, Christmas!
- People have been gathered 'round the TV watching season after season of Roswell into the wee hours of the morning for the last three days. Am on the verge of stabbing someone. If I'm kept awake by the loud teenage angstcakes and that fucking Dido song one more night, I may. (Take petty pleasure that skim-reading over the name 'Dido' makes it look like 'dildo', though.)
- Ooh, should retrieve laundry.
- Tea!
moving,
friends,
food,
tea,
tmi