obviously i got a tattoo last night. nothing big, just something to remind myself of the awesome times had and to be had living here at 171 cator street. im very happy with it.
woke up well and truly in the pm today after staying up reading the first section of the fourth ASOUE book - the miserable mill. later i answered the door to the postman who presented me with a new version of our broken van part. woop
rustled up some fried eggs on toast for dinner. it made a welcome change from the tesco microwavable hell troughs ive been fighting my way through recently but still, i should have gone the extra mile and poached. shuda cuda wuda
i also suffered a rather nasty is it dead? yeah its probably dead... oh no fuck its definitely alive and crawling straight towards me, abandon shower and dry off in the hallway spider moment earlier. not very fun.
taken in the kitchen
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