This week I get to try my hand at independence. My sister and her boyfriend are going away on Tuesday and asked me to housesit. I get four nights all on my lonesome...well they have a dog, which is most of the reason I’m staying there, but whatevs. So for four nights I am completely in charge of myself and Sixx.
Although Bella is also in town I was deemed the most trustworthy as she would likely throw a house party while they were away, whereas I will be working my way through the folder they’ve saved for me on Austar. It contains some Buffy and Angel, Back to the Future movies, Doctor Who and has some hilariously witty name Luke won’t tell me. Ahh, sweet freedom spent on the couch being boring and probably forgetting to eat the pasta and 2 minute noodles they so kindly bought for me. (I really hope I don’t forget to feed Sixx).
I wonder how well I’ll clean up after myself. My floor is currently covered in clean clothes I poured out my still-packed suitcase from when I got back from Melbourne over a week ago. My milo cup from this morning is still on the bench, unless mother put it in the dishwasher and the tissues I used to remove nail polish are lost somewhere in the abyss on my desk. Yup, this’ll be one helluva test.
Xoxo.. Toongen..
Sunday, January 23, 2011
El's neighbour has now agreed to come in guns a-blazing (literally) if there's trouble. Gotta love this town sometimes,
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