No wait, the opposite of that. Silly me! I get those two confused sometimes. Oh Dan, you so wacky! Why, just this very day I hung out with Tamsyn all afternoon, then I went home and had an amazing bacon sandwich! Unbelievable! And last night I went to Emma and Simon's housewarming! And had a great time! If I get any more excited I may as well be using two exclamation marks, and frankly by that stage there's just no hope left.
Sooo, what else. One week to go until The Great Exodus of 2010, whereupon I will be moving into a lovely flat with Tamsyn and Vanessa. In the first week of February it will be one year since Tamsyn and I got together, which is both amazing, happy-making and somewhat scary in a 'what the flaming hell happened to 2010' kinda way.
I've had one or two friends grinningly ask me if everything's going to be okay living with Vanessa, who is what the pop psychologists like to call a type A personality. With all due fairness to Vanessa, who is lovely, they tend to ask me this more because I'm very clearly not, though I'm not as deep in B territory as I once was. Why, I got both a haircut and a real job.
But yeah, I don't anticipate any problems. Tamsyn and Vanessa both communicate very well and I, over time, have honed my hoots and grunts into a passable imitation of human speech. Plus my tendency to start house fires in my sleep has been mostly sorted out now and I even stopped using flatmates toothbrushes to clean the loo.
Angry Terrier will haunt your dreams.
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