well The Flatmate just announced that he can't afford this place anymore and is moving in with his woman. nicely done, thanks a bunch.
so now my to-do list has stretched out to include:
looking for a flat by myself
dealing with real estate agents again
moving my stuff
trying to afford all of the above
oh and slitting my wrists
actually scratch that. i'm heading out in the rain to get me some ice-cream whilst plotting retribution. there's something delightfully poetic about that.
