Grrr..

My dad needs an office. Right now, he works from home a lot and he sits at the living room table on his laptop, right behind me when I'm on the computer. And I can't fic because he's constantly looking round "What you writing? What you writing?" And I can't go on websites because he's constantly looking round going"What's that? What that?!" And finally, he decides to finish work for the day, gets up, and goes away to leave me alone.

And he starts hoovering the entire house.

I can't bloody win.

Also, Amazon still says my DVDs won't get here till Tuesday. Chances of them arriving by Friday diminishing by the second. Feel major sulk coming on. *snarls* I want my DVDs.... Lucy can't come Friday anyway so it just me and Christine for the Depp-fest. *sighs*

I'm going to try and fic since my brother has stolen my room - I knew it was a bad idea to let him put the GameCube in there.

End of ranting entry.

Love, peace and jelly babies.

Clo