I hate the house.
Jan. 22nd, 2008 06:12 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
whathoI hate the house. This means I've been cleaning it. I want my parents to be proud, or possibly just not to think that we ruined the house in their absence. We didn't ruin the house. It was like this when we got it. This took years of four-way neglect. You wouldn't believe the things I found in the bathroom. I'm not going to tell you before 9pm.
Okay. Mostly it's just dust and tea-stains. But still. I don't think, if I was a grown up, I could handle an entire house. I think a smallish room would suit me fine.
Also I have a cut on the tip of my left forefinger and I cannot play the guitar. And my sleeves are wet. And I forget when I'm allowed another painkiller because I didn't bother to notice when I took the first one. And Whose Line is it Anyway? clashes with Batman. And the compost heap is overflowing. And SO FULL OF LIFE. And there's going to be a visitor in February. And it's raining again. Woe.
It doesn't really matter though because I dreamt I was delivering minty chocolate to Starsky and Hutch last night, and they were in a motorbike and sidecart. I just thought I'd say anyway.
Okay. Mostly it's just dust and tea-stains. But still. I don't think, if I was a grown up, I could handle an entire house. I think a smallish room would suit me fine.
Also I have a cut on the tip of my left forefinger and I cannot play the guitar. And my sleeves are wet. And I forget when I'm allowed another painkiller because I didn't bother to notice when I took the first one. And Whose Line is it Anyway? clashes with Batman. And the compost heap is overflowing. And SO FULL OF LIFE. And there's going to be a visitor in February. And it's raining again. Woe.
It doesn't really matter though because I dreamt I was delivering minty chocolate to Starsky and Hutch last night, and they were in a motorbike and sidecart. I just thought I'd say anyway.
