Well, that had been the plan...
I was going to move into the house with John's housemates until one of them had a minor miscommunication with the landlord and the house is now going to be rented to someone else. Bastards. But, we looked at a property that is effing huge and beautiful. John and I will each have our own room, which we are going to turn into a living room and a bedroom so that we can sit on our own sofa and watch our own movies without idiots popping in and talking through the whole thing. We're cancers, what can we see, we like our home the way we like our home and we get cranky when people bug us. So, that's the deal with that.
Also, my phone is still broken because the sim card thingee decided to block itself. So, in the morning, if I still haven't received anything in the mail I have to walk into town and very patiently explain that I'm fucking done waiting for them and that I don't care if it means that I have to give people a new phone number I just want a new sim card. And, since I have been without a phone for the past two weeks, its the very least they can do for me. And, if that's not acceptable, I am going to take my business elsewhere. So, its possible that by tomorrow afternoon I will have a new phone number. I just can't deal with this locking business. Its too much hassle.
In further news, my iPod won't turn on for some unknowable reason. I am currently following the instructions on the page created by Apple for fixing the little gizmo. Hopefully, it will work. I have to leave it for 24 hours and let it "drain" itself, it looks like. This being the second in the series of gizmos not working in my presence suggests in my mind that gizmos hate me and that I should be careful when they are around.
Lastly, I am going to try something called "toad in the hole" for dinner tonight. It appears to be sausages baked inside a yorkshire pudding. It looks tasty. I am going to make a little gravy to have with it, which should be good, too. I'll let you know how that goes.
Also, my phone is still broken because the sim card thingee decided to block itself. So, in the morning, if I still haven't received anything in the mail I have to walk into town and very patiently explain that I'm fucking done waiting for them and that I don't care if it means that I have to give people a new phone number I just want a new sim card. And, since I have been without a phone for the past two weeks, its the very least they can do for me. And, if that's not acceptable, I am going to take my business elsewhere. So, its possible that by tomorrow afternoon I will have a new phone number. I just can't deal with this locking business. Its too much hassle.
In further news, my iPod won't turn on for some unknowable reason. I am currently following the instructions on the page created by Apple for fixing the little gizmo. Hopefully, it will work. I have to leave it for 24 hours and let it "drain" itself, it looks like. This being the second in the series of gizmos not working in my presence suggests in my mind that gizmos hate me and that I should be careful when they are around.
Lastly, I am going to try something called "toad in the hole" for dinner tonight. It appears to be sausages baked inside a yorkshire pudding. It looks tasty. I am going to make a little gravy to have with it, which should be good, too. I'll let you know how that goes.
