Please excuse my title, me and my friends were reciting comedy sketches in the pub last night, including lines from Donald and Davey Stott, who were on Vic Reeves' Big Night Out. Most of you will probably never have heard of it, either being on the wrong side of the Atlantic (or Pacific if you're Trish) or a bit...more sane. Heh :o)
I only dyed my hair two weeks ago and I have roots already. Hmm, I had no idea my hair grew so quickly. I don't want to dye the roots as my plan was to try a different colour once this one had washed out, so I hope my roots aren't showing too much by the time I get around to doing this.
So this weekend is my last weekend in this house, which is a very strange thought and I can't quite get my head around it. I'm going to miss the house, it's lovely, and I'm especially going to miss the huge ginormous most-comfortable-sofas-in-the-world we have. Most of my friends seem to have lived in this house at some point over the last few years, and those who haven't lived here, have certainly stayed the night here and most people have had sex in various parts of the house, including on this sofa I'm sitting on right now. Heh. Yes, that includes me...but anyway, too much information. It's the end of an era as the landlady is moving back in here, so goodbye to 8 Pleasant Close, being the social centre of our friendship group it seems! I'm quite sad to see it go, living in a 3 bed semi detached house makes me feel like a proper grown up. Being a lodger living with my landlady makes me feel like I'm taking a step backwards. Gah, come on, it's a good
thing. I'll be a lot closer to work and I'll have more of my independence.
I'm packing in earnest this weekend and have started affecting the address change; I've told the bank my new address and I'm about to get a divert with the Post Office. It's £15 for six months which is worth it if you've forgotten to tell anyone about your new address. The last divert I got to this house only ran out in October, and now I've got to set up another one!
My life has once again been taken over The Gorum.
I haven't posted there properly for years, but I've made my comeback and have alreaedy posted almost 500 messages in just over a week...it's a great community, I don't know why I ever left, and I've already been invited to two events that are taking place :-D I was welcomed back into the fold so easily, it's like I've never been away.
Ah, I've decided what I'm making for one of the people who posted on my handmade gifts entry :-D I can't wait to get started, I just need to gather all the right materials together. Some of you might have to wait a while as each thing has to be handmade, so don't be disappointed if it doesn't come right away, I haven't forgotten you :o)
Pole dancing on Thursday was ace, meeting Donna wasn't as scary as Jess made it out to be and I learned some awesome new moves and combinations. Sure, it was painful and hard work and, as Jess said to me "I'm just one giant bruise!" but I really felt like I got somewhere with it. I'm looking forward to the choreography class we're going to later :o) I'm going to have to get some photos and videos sorted out sometime so you can all see what I'm up to!
I seem to be getting colder and colder as I sit here, it feels like a door or window has been left open somewhere. How strange. *shivers*
Anyway, back the packing... *sigh* I hate moving house.