I just spent a week back at home. I was checking my house out with all of my mum's furniture in it, with the new tiles, and the intention of trying to make some cosmetic improvements to the place. I quickly became overwhelmed by the task and achieved nothing. It will need to be a work-in-progress while I save money to pay someone else to...
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In just under 3 weeks, I won't have to listen to another asshole slam a door in my house, leave pee on the toilet seat, spaghetti on the floor, tobacco on the dining room table, hair and makeup all over the vanity, not fix the shower door they've just broken, leave all manner of drawers and doors open, leave heaters/televisions/lights on and leave the house
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This will be riddled with typos as I'm on my iPad.
Part 2 was a sad story. The last blog I wrote (not counting last night, because this is part 2 of last night.. Or my ply for my shithousemates instagram account..), I was talking about how I was in a state of regret and despair. Inconsolable. And working myself up to asking my ex...
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I'm well overdue for an update. And there will be photos.
I won't go chronologically, because it's mostly bad/sad/depressing shit. I'll start with the good/normal stuff.
My weekend has been alright. I laid in bed watching The Simpsons on Saturday morning until about midday. I had planned on just getting the tram down to Camberwell and having some lunch, maybe buy a new TV series...
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Keep up to date with the asshole things my housemates do on instagram! Look for @shithousemates and the #badhousemates hashtag.
They will probably find it. AND WANT TO MOVE OUT?!
It's been two weeks since I last wrote.
I'm not sure whether it's because nothing important has happened, or if nothing seems important to me at the moment.
On one hand, I've been deep in the depths of organizing house-buying. It's stressful and expensive, and hard to do in between work. Because these are things that need to be done during the day, on weekdays....
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So I'm a home owner.
I spent 4 days at home (home home) over the weekend. Caught up with every friend imaginable. Saw my mum, saw my dad, saw my brother and his girlfriend, and had a whole lot of happy times with all of my loved ones. Two of my friends who no longer live there anymore happened upon the town at the same...
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I hate my housemates.
The older I get the grumpier I become. I will definitely be an old man on a porch in a rocking chair, watching the kids play in the street and yell at them when their ball goes in my yard.
But mostly I hate my housemates.
It's been 4 weeks today since they moved in. They committed to 6 months and
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Because I'm doing nothing :/
I want to go to this, and I'm going to go to this whether anyone else I know goes to it or not. Because I want to see The Almost. Because I love The Almost. And I will be a loser there by myself if I have to, but I'd prefer not to.
I've never been here. There's nothing on
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Today, I got hit in the face with a soccer ball. Then, a little bit later, I got hit in the face with a soccer ball.
I'm feeling a little bit lost today. Instead of being in Queensland, making good on the plans I'd made to catch up with friends who I haven't seen in years, searching for an investment property, seeing my family and having no spare time to do everything I want to do, I'm stuck back in Melbourne devoid of plans, direction and motivation.
My flights were cancelled...
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All of my Melbourne friends have wives and children. Friday nights are super boring.