Unfunny irrelevant comments aside, I have spent the last week or so sleeping in my new bedroom. The third bedroom I've been moved into since we moved in. That's right. IN THE SAME HOUSE. Here, I'll DrawPlus you a picture:
Notice how each time I am moved I am further away from my own bathroom. That's the burden of living in a glomping massive house. I understand that it's not exactly on such a scale as Mali children experience, having to walk five miles a day for a drop of moist mud or however bad they have it at the moment, I'm not really one to complain.
I have also spent the last week helping with painting several rooms on that floor. The reason for this is that we want to make it look presentable. If you haven't guessed by now, we're going to sell this mutha.
Now, this doesn't mean I am going to disappear forever. No, that's when we permanently emigrate to Australia in 2012. Aaron will become lonely and eventually (even more) insane and will kill everyone with explosive MG4 rounds, and an assortment of kitchen appliances with the word "tactical" in front of them. That is how the world will end. Take note of this and be sure to invest in an explosive round resistant kevlar vest and something to keep a Tactical Sieve drom killing you somehow.
Okay so maybe that won't happen, but the Australia bit is definitely happening. You can still avail yourself to me for the next two years, providing you're taking sixth form. We'll move in with someone hopefully closer to the school where the window of social interaction is a little more open and a little less stuck. As of now, I'm in the middle of nowhere, a twenty minute car journey from ANYWHERE. Okay, so my Mum can drive me around, but it could still be much easier. And making it easier is what we're going to attempt. Maybe we'll be better off. It's hard to say at this point.
Regarding school, well, this is our last half term you'l be able to see me, so make the most of it, because one day you'll be all like: "Damn, I wish I had invited that Ben dude to more of my parties." Actually that was a lie. As I already explained I'll still be here for two more years. You still can! And I'll try to make an effort to show my face around here a little more often so you have more than a reason to invite me rather than some delusional former belief of mine that "you should feel priveliged that I am here for five minutes so often and if this doesn't make you think of me more than you are all terrible people and I hate the entire infinity of creation, blarharararararaaaag plop". Boy have I come a long way since then.
