Well, I have established myself in my new residence. There was a lot of sweat, some tears, and only a minimal amount of blood (my dad pulled a splinter out of his finger halfway through the move). I now have a queen-sized futon, which is huge and luxurious and flat, and a clothes rack for all my pretty dresses, and today I even purchased a desk for my laptop and television. There is also a tiny kitten that is unfortunately also a psychopath...I was putting mascara on this morning in the bathroom and it was fascinated, and it tried to grab the brush with its greedy little paws, and I got it on my cheek. Living the dream, my friends. Living the dream.
I have insane cravings for junk food right now (chocolate, potato chips!) but all I have on my allocated shelf are Vitawheats and gluten-free muesli, so that will just have to do. No, wait; I have enlisted my companions to collect an ice-cream for me from the cinema when they go...so I should have it around midnight when they get home. Excellent.
2 comments:
kitten!
moving is super exciting! jealous.
It is exciting. I am a little bit in love with the apartment :) You can come over and visit sometime if you like.
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