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clo_again> *go to pub & meet brother's random friends* Hi! *wonder if one random friend could be called cute* *go home, put on PJs, watch Star Wars*
> *Brother's flatmate comes back with one random friend-who-could-be-cute in tow. Twitch a little about the fact I'm wearing PJs*
>*go to clean teeth* *come back from cleaning teeth* *random-friend-who-could-be-cute has settled down with a blanket on the other sofa* Brother: You don't mind John staying do you?
No, course not. Why would I mind? -_-
Sleeping on a sofa in the same room as someone you've known all of an hour or so, and have exchanged a grand total of about two words with? *sighs* My brother acted like it was no big deal and I guess for him, going to his room with a double bed, it wasn't. Bastard. It's just one of those annoying little things, having a complete stranger in the room when you're trying to sleep - like you can't relax completely like you would on your own or you're aware how much noise you make when you turn over or cough. Just a little freaky.
However have come to the conclusion over the last night that my brother has the sense of a wet blanket. Great flat, awesome computer but sense? I swear, all they do is go out to eat in Weatherspoons and get drunk. It's a student mentality without the students.
Plus he's put sugar in my tea after I told him not to. o_O Ickickicksugar.
I don't know. Maybe it's just adjusting and I'll have fun. Hhhmm.
Back tonight if I survive the REM concert intact.
Clo
> *Brother's flatmate comes back with one random friend-who-could-be-cute in tow. Twitch a little about the fact I'm wearing PJs*
>*go to clean teeth* *come back from cleaning teeth* *random-friend-who-could-be-cute has settled down with a blanket on the other sofa* Brother: You don't mind John staying do you?
No, course not. Why would I mind? -_-
Sleeping on a sofa in the same room as someone you've known all of an hour or so, and have exchanged a grand total of about two words with? *sighs* My brother acted like it was no big deal and I guess for him, going to his room with a double bed, it wasn't. Bastard. It's just one of those annoying little things, having a complete stranger in the room when you're trying to sleep - like you can't relax completely like you would on your own or you're aware how much noise you make when you turn over or cough. Just a little freaky.
However have come to the conclusion over the last night that my brother has the sense of a wet blanket. Great flat, awesome computer but sense? I swear, all they do is go out to eat in Weatherspoons and get drunk. It's a student mentality without the students.
Plus he's put sugar in my tea after I told him not to. o_O Ickickicksugar.
I don't know. Maybe it's just adjusting and I'll have fun. Hhhmm.
Back tonight if I survive the REM concert intact.
Clo
