Holy hell

So... my flatmate Benild has moved out. Other flatmat says he's moving out, too, 'cause he's leaving for Aus on the 27th. *sigh* While we've got someone lined up for Ben's room, I don't know if we've got someone for Clayton's room... and covering the rent between two people sucks. If we can't land something quickly, I may have to move out again as well.

On the upside, I now have a fridge, toaster, and (dodgy) microwave. Plans to buy Ben's washing machine as well... maybe.

Also, I have the coolest cousin ever. Dimitri came to visit on Friday. We went out, had drinks and dinner, more drinks and pool, and lots of catching up. It was a lot of fun, especially given that the last time I saw him was 12 years ago.

He spoiled me, too. Six Toblerone bars, dark chocolate... mmm. And a pearl necklace. *snicker* And then he sneakily left some cash on my bedside table for me to find later to go towards new ID, or helping me move (if I do move). Tres awesome, no?

And Saturday night I went and saw Superbad with Aaron, which was funnier than expected.

Crazily agreed to work three and a half hours at Woolies after an eight hour shift at Mega on Sunday. Was v. tired yesterday. Felt better by buying a dragon bowl thing at the comic book store. Got the feeling the store owner there didn't quite know what to make of a girl browsing his store. Drooled over the Sandman, Lucifer, and Hellblazer comics.

Bought more stuff for parcel for mum and Gary. Joy.

Anyway, keeping this kinda short. Hope y'all are doing fine, and if you're not, well... here's hoping it gets better.

Fin.