bleah

[boodie]

We're having our summer now, it's stinking hot, I went outside to put Oscar out and a nasty vicious little bug attacked me, i'm all over bites of varying degrees of itchiness.

My father rand tonight and casually informed me that he'd sold nearly all the furniture and household items from the house, including Mum's brass collection, some of which my sister and I wanted.

No words to descibe that.

I've been Unit hunting with a friend of mine, the prices are appalling, the flats and unit only marginally less so, finally found a semi decent one that wouldn't break his budget. I personally wouldnt live there, but since he's only there at night it doesn't worry him so much.

I want someone to hug

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poor boo *cuddles*