I Can’t Believe You Don’t Shut Up!
One week! One little week then I will be living all on my own. What a strange, wonderful, scary thought. I can’t believe there’s only one week to go. Only one week. One. One week. If I wanted to count the weeks then I wouldn’t even have to use my fingers because there is only one to count.
I wonder if I will be able to sleep the first night. I bet it will be scary. Like spending the night in a haunted house. I wouldn’t mind if my appartment was haunted. As long as it was a good and friendly ghost. I wonder if I could get a rent reduction on the grounds of the place being haunted? Or maybe I’ll get the ghost to pay half the rent, that might be easier.
You know, there’s a playground somewhere close to my new appartment. As fas as I know. I wonder what kind of animals they have there? I shall have to go see, maybe I can make some new goat friends! That’d be lovely. Although I’d probably feel a little guilty when I went back to the goatsome threesome. “Have you been seeing other goats?” Mads would ask and I’d say “no no, of course not Mads” and he’d look at me funny and then start chewing on my sleeve and everything would be okay.
I’m quite tired, and in one week I’ll be moving!
July 25th, 2007 at 23:14
One Week. Crikey!
Good luck, matey!
July 25th, 2007 at 23:19
Shame it’s not in this country. No housewarming parties for us D:
Virtual, maybe.
T’will be ace for you though. Rock it babe, ROCK HAVING YOUR OWN HOUSE! :O
July 26th, 2007 at 1:59
YOU’RE MOVING??? Boy, I must have been asleep and not reading your blogs. hee, hee
Wow, another playground? Well, that could be pretty cool. New animals to get to know and take pictures of. I agree about not telling Mads. He probably thinks he’s the ONLY goat that you are worthy of knowing.
There are rumors that we have a mountain lion in the area! The biggest predators we have are coyotes and bobcats. Just when you thought it was safe to go outside.
My husband and I have been teasing each other: “You’d better be good or the mountain lion will get you.” or “Don’t leave your trash on the ground, the mountain lion will eat you.” I know, I know, how lame!
July 26th, 2007 at 4:24
EXCITING!!!!
July 27th, 2007 at 22:08
Stu – Thanks mate! I know you’re on hiatus and all but why is your site completely down? Now I can’t even check if you’re back or not!
Clare – Maybe I’ll buy that webcam and we can have a housewarming party on cam. Of course we’ll have to be naked, you understand!?
Debster – DID YOU NOT GET THE MEMO!? I could have sworn I sent it to you. How about the office email? And the smoke signals? Man, I need to learn how to communicate!
I think Mads might think he’s the only goat in the WORLD, period! At least the only male goat. His ego is beig enough for it anyway hehe.
Wow, a mountain lion. Well, don’t worry. You have goats to protect. I’m sure even lions know that goats are the real kings of nature.
I used to be scared that I’d run into a lion or panther or something. Escaped from a zoo or whatever. I’d imagine what I would do if I suddenly stood face to face with one. (usually I’d run like hell!)
Laura – YOU SAID IT! I wish I could have sponsored you for the blogathon thing. I need a credit card.
July 27th, 2007 at 22:08
Note to self: Close your tags, boy.
July 28th, 2007 at 2:18
In the continuing “Wizard of Oz” theme: “Lions, and tigers, and bears, OH NO! Mountain lions, and tigers, and bears, OH NO!
Glad to hear I’m not the only one who can’t check on Stu’s blog. I thought I’d been blog-blocked or something. Oh, Stu where art thou???
Oh, the smoke signals were from you, Plumey? I just thought someone was burning their empty boxes. I wondered why the smoke spelled out: “I’m moving to my own apartment”!