Sometimes I just can' t live with anyone.

• I want this job.

• Now then. How to apply this in Howard's Australia?

• Anything them towelheads can do, we can do better!

The house is slowly digesting our stupid amount of stuff. Last night I set up one desk and the FreeBSD box so eyeliner297 had a computer to use that didn't hate her. This also meant somewhere to dump half the crap on my laptop. DSL and phone on, washer-dryer coming Monday, Sky Tuesday. Landlord to remove his crappy furniture some time soon I damn well hope; I'll ping him again this evening. Then we can get arkady's stuff in! Abi goes home Saturday (she has one, apparently) so I'll have to start cooking again.

I am tense and shitty and am being told with varying degrees of gentleness to calm the fuck down. *eeexxxxhhhaaaallleee* I need to go out this weekend. What's on? Assume any social plans I have already agreed to have completely escaped my cheesy brain substitute.