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Argh.
For once in their lives, all three other human residents were supposed to be out of the house this evening. I swear, this happens once every blue moon or something. So, I thought I'd get Lucinda and Tasha round, and even though we couldn't get properly out of our skulls as the parents (aka They Who Must Be Obeyed) would be back too early, we could watch DVDs, have a giggle and get, shall we say, 'relaxed'. Mum and Dad didn't actually know about this- I'd talked about having someone round, but I don't know if they took me seriously- and it was going to stay that way, but when Dad asked about my plans for tonight I said they'd probably be round, and got not only approval but offers of a lift home for them. Then on the way back from my paper-round I bumped into Luise, Kristy and boy-from-my-primary-school-class (a year younger) who I'd noticed around school and thought 'wow, he turned out gorgeous!'. Not only did I discover his name (it's Tom) and that he'd briefly been out with Kristy (lucky bint), but they said they too might be coming around. I think it was the mention of vodka...
Howsoever, Mum decided to be ill (sorry Mum, I do feel sorry for you and all that, but this is my diary and if I can't be totally selfish in my own Livejournal...) which resulted in much cancelling and me being pretty pissed off for the whole evening. GUH. Ah well, I'll just have to get them out of the house some other time, and there's still the group cinema trip on the Teacher Training Day next Friday... And there's still Bacardi Breezers. Oooh, rum.
For once in their lives, all three other human residents were supposed to be out of the house this evening. I swear, this happens once every blue moon or something. So, I thought I'd get Lucinda and Tasha round, and even though we couldn't get properly out of our skulls as the parents (aka They Who Must Be Obeyed) would be back too early, we could watch DVDs, have a giggle and get, shall we say, 'relaxed'. Mum and Dad didn't actually know about this- I'd talked about having someone round, but I don't know if they took me seriously- and it was going to stay that way, but when Dad asked about my plans for tonight I said they'd probably be round, and got not only approval but offers of a lift home for them. Then on the way back from my paper-round I bumped into Luise, Kristy and boy-from-my-primary-school-class (a year younger) who I'd noticed around school and thought 'wow, he turned out gorgeous!'. Not only did I discover his name (it's Tom) and that he'd briefly been out with Kristy (lucky bint), but they said they too might be coming around. I think it was the mention of vodka...
Howsoever, Mum decided to be ill (sorry Mum, I do feel sorry for you and all that, but this is my diary and if I can't be totally selfish in my own Livejournal...) which resulted in much cancelling and me being pretty pissed off for the whole evening. GUH. Ah well, I'll just have to get them out of the house some other time, and there's still the group cinema trip on the Teacher Training Day next Friday... And there's still Bacardi Breezers. Oooh, rum.