1) What the hell was Jeremy Irons thinking accepting a part in Dungeons and Dragons? His stock has plummeted.
2) Was Quincy (MD) always so excitable? I thought my TV was gonna bounce of the stand, or rather the stack of tables I've got it balanced on precariously...
3) Someone else gave me my change on top of my receipt this morning
(I've already shared my feelings on this subject). I left without saying thank you. Let that be a lesson to them.
Now for the actual reason for this post. It's official: not only is the removal van booked to take my stuff to Spain on Saturday 30th September, but I've also booked a one-way flight for Sunday 1st October. I can't wait. It's gonna be tough; the final hand-in date for my Master's degree is on Friday 29th, so depending on how the rest of my writing goes, I might only have one evening to pack seen as I'd like to go for a meal with the rest of my class after handing in.
Bring it on!!!
P.S. A bumble bee just flew into my room and then straight back out again. I therefore respect the bumble bee way more than the wasp because the last wasp to fly in here is lying dead on the windowsill.