I'm hungover.
Since the exams finished, it's how I've spent an awful lot of my time. I've been out drinking 8 of the past 10 nights, and I think today it's all hit me at once. I didn't get up til 1pm, and it's now 3.30 and I'm still not dressed. I'm eating a jacket potato, a huge chunk of halloumi and a chilli. Yes, a whole chilli, I couldn't be bothered to wash up a knife to cut it up and make something exciting with it, so I just threw it under the grill with the halloumi and I'm eating it like a piece of fruit. Thankfully my mouth is numb from drinking ridiculous amounts of paintstripper vodka and breathing in nothing but secondhand smoke all week.
Much as I've enjoyed my post-exams fun, there have been a fair few annoyances too. Landlord has been as irritating as ever, though we've got him back by hiding and pretending nobody's in when he's come round for rent (despite there being 3 cars on the drive), refusing him entry when he's turned up unannounced, and finally facing up to him and telling him that we're not paying this month's rent as we don't think he'll give us our deposit back. Eventually he accepted this, and told us to 'leave the house as clean as it was when we moved in'. I'm working on the fridge mould as we speak.
Our neighbours on both sides have started noisy DIY. They're doing it in shifts, one taking early mornings and the other evenings and weekends. I wouldn't mind, but it clashes with my new nocturnal sleeping habits, and drilling doesn't help a hangover. What makes it even worse though, is that both sides give us dirty looks as we walk past, as if we're the awful neighbours. We're always quiet when we get in at 4am, and we've never had loud parties or caused any trouble. All we've done is left the grass to grow to shoulder height. But Landlord said he'd sort that!
My big moan though is the fabulous DVLA, who sent me a nice reminder that my car tax is due (joy) and a flyer advertising the benefits of using their new quick online system. After spending 20 minutes waiting for the bloody page to load, I was told that the reference number I've been given is wrong, and so I'll have to do it in person anyway. Useless waste of my time.
Saturday, 9 June 2007
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