delga | { home sweet, err, home? }

You know you're an eljay junkie when you can't access the site for some goddamn unknown reason and procedd to have a massive freakout. A la moi. Yeah, totally wasn't coping.

Am back home now, or, at least, as close to at home as I can be. Am currently in my first bedroom, in the flat above the rents' store. I went to BGS today to try and pick up my certificates but they wouldn't let me until Wednesday, bastards. I can't believe I wasted a bus fare on that shit. Grr. Anyway, back to the flat - it's still tiny and cold and I'm sleeping on the bottom bunk of the bunkbed because The Sister has been living on the top one. Trying to get into the damn thing is literally breaking my back. Getting out is this artistic process wherein I crawl down until my head is past the wooden steps and then sort of roll out. Yeah. Fun. NOT.

I've done shopping now, it just needs wrapping. Tonight is a party at Dom's, then tomorrow night, whilst most people will be going to presentation evening, a few of us have decided to go...out. We don't know where yet but it sounds like a good enough idea so far. Probably end up in ASK in Stamford. Shrugs.

Oh, I don't hate the postman! He has been very good and delievered most of what needed delivering. I have no idea why it took longest to get mail to Finland which is, geographically, closest to England. That's so dumb.

Damn. The Dad wants me to go banking. Back later. Hopefully the net won't have cut out. *fingers crossed*

ETA: noorie! It's a monkey, not a dog!