Oh, the Grand Old Duke of Hibs...

Sep 28, 2008 16:15

...he had 15,292 men; he marched them up to the stadium and he marched them down again. They were, however, considerably quieter on the way back down.

I'm getting there with the flat. The sitting room's pretty much sorted, kitchen's grand, bathroom's now unpacked, but my room's a bit of a disaster area still. Despite that, living alone is making me happier than I've been in ages; even if it is exacerbating my loner tendencies and worrying my mother.

drunkenness, updates

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