moving house
We are moving homes.
Turning in to the boring old middle-aged fart that I am, not only am I married, am expecting a baby, but also now we bought a house in a quiet little close, in a quiet little village, in the quiet English country side. My God, soon there will be a dog and it'll be official - we're grown up and "parents". SHIT.
So, the last few days/next few days are all about moving out, buying new furniture for the new house, fixing the 101 little things the old owners left etc etc. And setting up the geek (read: grasp-to-feeling-younger) room :D
Net should have been transitioned smoothly, but as always things go wrong so not sure when the new house will be online. I do know the old flat is going offline soon, so adios till then!
Speak to you soon from Elmswell!
7 comments:
Best of luck ... grampa :P
Sarsary.....
in my day, we respected elders!
Good luck
Bull Shit , we will never ever EVER get older , iam 37 and iam feeling yonger , more crazy than ever , its regretion to childhood rather than getting older , and i desided to come one of those lovly grandad in the future who told bad jukes and lughs alot...
there is no damn jails , only diffrent color windows , need mor wisdom to be opened.
Drd
erm. OK. Whatever you say.
well that just happen when ur trapped inside ur inner circle of thought trying to fing ur ed where is too fused with ur id and thats too complex to explain in simple low level langusatic terms and need higher level spiritual valus where devils an angels are fucking each others.
well who needs dobes , jusy come and live in iraq
PS: who is world health orginazation
drd
Yazen are you OK? I'm worried about you :D
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