I dropped mum off at the coach station earlier this morning - sent her off on her holidays. She's off up north for 5 days, gone to Durham, of all places. And bless her, she was all nervous... she's never gone on holiday on her own before.
And, can I just say, it was very amusing to be the one to get to say 'make sure you call me when you get there'
Now all I need to do is remember to feed Toby.
Which do you think is more likely: me killing her in the next week, or her eating me?
*giggles*
It does feel kinda strange being in this house on my own.
It's not my house - I mean sure I grew up in this house from 11-20 but then I moved out, then moved back, then moved out. And now I'm back here again but I've only been back a week so its not quite home yet
I'm feeling very much like I'm... alone in someone else's house still right now.
My itunes is reminding me how much I love alternative/metal... so far this afternoon it's played Avenged Sevenfold, Bullet For My Valentine, Seether, Shinedown, Disturbed, The Used and now it's back to Avenged Sevenfold
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