BYE, INTERNETS!
John: When are you moving?
Me: In about half an hour.
John: Are you going to do the washing up?
Me: Living with you has be great, John.
Back home! Back to where I'm not just Someone Who Pays Rent or an annoyance! Nooo! I don't want to move home! I want to eat breakfast, read Clay's fic, go to the Cat Shop! I've given up trying to squeeze every last space over the (frankly, small) six plastic blue boxes I had to pack my stuff in.
Ahem. Pointless "GOODBYE FLAT!" type post ten minutes before I moved to my parents house where there is internet anyway. But this is Red on LJ for you.
Me: In about half an hour.
John: Are you going to do the washing up?
Me: Living with you has be great, John.
Back home! Back to where I'm not just Someone Who Pays Rent or an annoyance! Nooo! I don't want to move home! I want to eat breakfast, read Clay's fic, go to the Cat Shop! I've given up trying to squeeze every last space over the (frankly, small) six plastic blue boxes I had to pack my stuff in.
Ahem. Pointless "GOODBYE FLAT!" type post ten minutes before I moved to my parents house where there is internet anyway. But this is Red on LJ for you.