Moving house (I wish I was)
I need to move. The urge is as strong as the one that makes geese fly stupid distances to warmer climes over the winter. So far after aaages of looking I’ve found a place not only nearby but over a pub and it’s free! woo-ha! (in return for a little barwork which I couldn’t care less about). Hot damn ladies and gents, hot damn. unfortunately it’s for two, but I don’t think my aura will count as another unit of Mia. So the search continues, but what an awesome find eh? Can’t wait to get job and consequently get money’d. rah.
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23 Nov 2006 17:35
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I want to move too :( Need to get out of house. Parents keep questioning why I have no job. Not good. Must move.
23 Nov 2006, 23:42
Kill your parents and blame it on the Russians.
24 Nov 2006, 09:48
Gav I understand completely, darn pesky parentoids. The trick is to get a decent plan B. My plan B currently would allow me to move into rent-free accommodation in as little time as it would take me to pack. It’s an excellent prospect but I’m holding on for the moment to see if any decent contracts materialise. Otherwise I’ll be out in 2 weeks, huzzah!
I’m always blaming stuff on the Russians. I can’t help myself. It’s the hats and that goofy dance that does it. That guy who stupidly got in the way of my umbrella at a bus stop and the entire cold war – it was all me. I’m supprised the Russians haven’t got their own back and started blaming stuff on me. Ohhhhh Shhiiiiitttt! I get it now. The Russians are bribing my mother! fuck. I am so so doomed. :(
24 Nov 2006, 14:50
The Russians are your mother.
26 Nov 2006, 16:41
And all this time I thought it was a Spanish accent.
27 Nov 2006, 10:50
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