Things
I have less than two weeks til I leave for Italy, and less than seven weeks until I go to Las Vegas and New York.
We're still looking for a third girl to move into the house. I've asked Jess (kind of jokingly), but she reckons she won't have six hundred pounds to take to America if she moves in.
Jess and I are going to go on a helicopter ride over the Grand Canyon.
Berian has said we should get married in Vegas.
But we're not getting married.
We might be getting a dog, though.
The other day I went into the back garden and found Fred upside down in a puddle next to Kami's cage. I don't know how he got out there, but I'm not getting any more pets until the vengeful spirit of Kami has faded.
I have paid off all my outstanding bills and such from Ethel, but I'm convinced I'm forgetting something.
By Friday I should have the internet, so I can stop writing journal entries on my breaks at work.
I'm here til six. And then I'm going boxing. Yargh.