I have somewhere to live!

“Ooh, I’m so pleased! Can I trade in the children for more cash?”
Anya, Real Me

You lot will probably remember my entry a couple of days ago about my lack of living area. Well good news. I now have a room of my own!

I went to look at it yesterday, said I liked the room and got a phone call telling me that the room was mine if I want it. The people who live their already are cool and, as an added bonus, they have shitloads of books and videos. So I am set. Now all I need is to find out what the fuck is happening with Uni.

Also, I can watch Buffy tonight! When I moved back down, I left my TV remote control at home. The way my telly is I could not switch it on without the remote. My mum sent it down and today it arrived. So I have been winding up my former housemates by saying “I can watch Buffy!” (One of them has a telly, but for some reason he cannot get BBC2.)

Yesterday I got a CD (Runrig, Once In A Lifetime Live) a DVD (Magnolia) and a D12 t-shirt (front says Christina Sucks, back says Britney Swallows). Gotta love 3 for 2 offers.

The trivia comp may return today, I’m not quite sure.

Going back to the content of my last entry, when I was re-reading old entries I came across this For some reason it stuck in my head. I wondered why and then it hit me (a bit painful but never mind). The bit about me being a friend people don’t want to lose. That appears to be true. When two of my friends split up, they made an agreement that I would not have to choose between the two of them. Neither lost me as a friend. One friend from Uni, who has since graduated and now lives back home in Newcastle, was down for a couple of days at the weekend. I told him about what was happening to me and all he was worried about was losing touch with me.

Tonight I am going to a rock night. I will probably bump into the psychotic pigmy (for details see here) and if she tries any of her shit I will tell her to fuck off.

Never mind. I can watch Buffy!

Will