Am really rather pissed off. The lovely, spacious, newly-decorated 3 bedroom house that the boyf and I wanted to move into has been snapped up by someone else. I told him it was a cinch at £450 a month and we'd be foolish to take our time putting the deposit down, but he still dragged his heels and insisted that he'd told the estate agent we were having it and that we didn't need to rush with a deposit.

Yeah right.

I swear I am baffled by how he has made it to 30+ and still knows so little about so much.

I went in this morning, chequebook in hand, ready to pay both our finders fees, admin charges, etc (of course the boyf couldn't come up with his share of the money just yet cos he's one of the rare breeds of Tight Bastards that usually populate the Northernmost reaches of the land) and was informed that someone else had recognised what a great offer it was and come up with the money immediately.

At this present time my kitchen is being gutted and the only room in my house that I am still able to use to its full capacity is the bedroom. And I will be getting turfed out of the house as soon as all the building work is finished so the owner can sell/let it.

Bugger.

To say I'm not happy is an understatement.

Fookity.

Just got up. Well, actually I got up at 9am after 3 hours sleep and then went back to bed a bit later (after demanding some action from the boyf!) Got that muggy brain-fuzz icky-mouth feeling that usually accompanies a night out boozing. Hmmm. I suppose I'd better start boozing to justify the icky-ness!!!

Bugghhh!!!

....I've just been to see Mamma Mia!

I know, I know. Nick, don't you start. But I have a confession to make: I love ABBA. I was brought up on them and know almost all of their songs. And when I say 'almost all', I don't mean the ones off ABBA Gold. I mean the B sides and the session tracks that never made it to albums and the unrealeased songs and the unpopular ones. I don't care what you say, Bjorn and Benny were and still are musical geniuses. Look at Chess. 'I know him so well' is by far one of the simpler songs and it still made no. 1 (I think) in the 80s.

Anyway, excuse my big defensive ABBA rampage.

Anyway, the film was goddamn awful. I mean it was briliiant and hilarious, but awful in a cringey sort of way. Pierce Brosnan cannot sing fantastically. And he has a number of solos. And the songs seem even more cheesey when sung spontaneously throughout a film. Still, I enjoyed it overall and it was a free night out cos my mum went with me. Can't say fairer than that!

Also saw an interesting looking trailer called Inkheart - gonna go look it up now....

Dear lord its been sooooo long!!! I've got around 60 posts awaiting my personal attention - this is gonna take forever!!!! Anyway, I'm back. General update: completely jobless except for doing a few shifts here and there at a local bistro, completely skint except for saving that I am in no way allowed to touch, completely bored on account of previous two points. Still with boyf, though it's been extremely tempestuous lately. Oooh, and didn't end up going to Venice (boyf's fault) but went to Milan with a bunch of mates and had a really rather good time.

Nice to know people miss me!!! lol.D

Hopefully moving house soon too - found a nice new 3 bed for a stupidly cheap rent amount, and going back to uni in Sept to do a Masters, so I'll get out of paying council tax. Hurrah!!

How is everyone in the world of blog??

x

......no blog.

Sorry guys, in Italy at the mo, but as soon as I get back, find a new house to live in etc etc I will be back to catch up with you all.....

Ps, anyone missing me???
Answers on a postcard.