wuh wuhw uh wuh wuh, look at all my frozen produce, i’m a freezer geezer, wuh wuhw uhw uwh wuh the inside of my jacket is a fully functional blast chiller wuh wuh wuh wuh wuh
all me and dani say to each other is ‘do you want snacks?’ and ‘i hate this fucking town’ all the time we need some external input here everything is so fucking boring helppppp
and you know what: I do want snacks but there isn’t a single shop open in this town right now
So when do you move in? Also, I bumped into your mum and she said you had a second interview. How’d it go?
we move in on saturday, hopefully! we’re still waiting for some referencing stuff to go through because it took the referencing company a while to realise that george’s dad is self employed and had therefore filled out the form as himself and his employer, and now they want more stuff from him. should be okay though.
and yeah she did mention. it’s next tuesday, though. :)
that post where the person is all “fucking welsh language” is on george’s dash again and i can’t deal with this it still makes me really mad
"fucking colours man: they aren’t the same in welsh as they are in english!! what the fuck is that??? the numbers SOUND DIFFERENT??? FUCKING HELL. WALES. WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU. IT’S ALMOST LIKE YOU HAVE YOUR OWN LANGUAGE. UGH."
only a week til ur at least in a nice place closer to ppl. what did ur landlord say?
I only just got through to him. he was fine with it, but obviously we’ve still gotta pay until someone moves in. which they might not. ever.
(the other flat we viewed in may (similar size/budget) is still on rightmove, listed as available)
i am very sad and stressed and scared