I don't wanna close my eeeeeyes
So mum's been gone since Tuesday and comes back later tonight, off to a village about 300km away to a Chess tournament - she's a sort of official grandmother to the four kids of a couple of Grand Masters - so I've been left to survive on my own devices.
Which is never a good idea, considering most of the time I can't be arsed to actually try and keep myself alive by means of eating proper food. My meals this week consisted entirely on noodles, rice with things in it, tomatoes and lots (and lots and lots and lots) of mate with salted biscuits. And coffee. Which would explain the incredibly random sleeping patterns. Today, for example. I woke up at 5pm on Saturday and I'm still awake now, 3pm Sunday.
Right, so my sleeping schedule has been oficially bollocksed-up, I've the rest of the day to do the lawn and give the house some resemblance of order. I've got an empty fridge, I think there's still some milk and a few tomatoes, but I'm running out of mate and coffee. Yet, all is good: I discovered half a pack of cigarettes under the bed :D
Which is never a good idea, considering most of the time I can't be arsed to actually try and keep myself alive by means of eating proper food. My meals this week consisted entirely on noodles, rice with things in it, tomatoes and lots (and lots and lots and lots) of mate with salted biscuits. And coffee. Which would explain the incredibly random sleeping patterns. Today, for example. I woke up at 5pm on Saturday and I'm still awake now, 3pm Sunday.
Right, so my sleeping schedule has been oficially bollocksed-up, I've the rest of the day to do the lawn and give the house some resemblance of order. I've got an empty fridge, I think there's still some milk and a few tomatoes, but I'm running out of mate and coffee. Yet, all is good: I discovered half a pack of cigarettes under the bed :D