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I want pasta.
Jan. 24th, 2008 06:06 pmMy parents are home and my father has instantly monopolised the kitchen. My brother was already in the kitchen, but my father sneakily stole all the remaining hobs and the rice was ruined and all the vegetables my brother had prepared had to go in the fridge for another day and now he's eating muffins. I'd forgotten about the whole kitchen thing. I don't know when I shall get to cook. I'd like it to be quite soon because I have to eat if I want to take a killer of pain, and I kind of do.
My mother bought me a small cuddly moose.
In other news, my brother's fiancee will, on their returning from their jaunt, be in the house for either five days or ten. I quite genuinely feel that I'll go insane if I'm in the same house as someone else's visitor for that many days. Also I'll have to give up my armchair to her because the living room isn't organised so as to accomodate more than four people at once. So I might, you know, run away. I can't think what else there is to do.
Also I'm cold and tired and I quite want pasta.
IRRELEVANT EDIT:
Bennett backs private school ban. - *loves*
My mother bought me a small cuddly moose.
In other news, my brother's fiancee will, on their returning from their jaunt, be in the house for either five days or ten. I quite genuinely feel that I'll go insane if I'm in the same house as someone else's visitor for that many days. Also I'll have to give up my armchair to her because the living room isn't organised so as to accomodate more than four people at once. So I might, you know, run away. I can't think what else there is to do.
Also I'm cold and tired and I quite want pasta.
IRRELEVANT EDIT:
Bennett backs private school ban. - *loves*
