On flatting

Sometimes I wonder if I’m ever going to be happy flatting. I’ve only ever lived in one situation with another person where I’ve genuinely enjoyed the entire experience (rather than tolerated or, in some cases, actively despised it) and that was with...

New Flatmate

My old, annoying flatmate moved out the other day – hallelujah for that! Leaving with her are the incessant phone calls in another language (a flatmate constantly on the phone is annoying enough, but having to listen to that phone call in another language is...

The New Flatmates

Tonight I actually talked to the flatmate I don’t hate, and I discovered that she’s actually quite lovely – and that she also hates the flatmate that I hate. She told me that the flatmate that I hate is getting married, and moving out. That makes me...

Grrrrr

I had a really good blog all planned, but that blog went right out the window when I got home to find a party. It’s not that I mind my flatmate having a party, but I do mind not being aware of it. If she had ended up just having some random drinks or something,...

Odd decision…

I’m faced with a decision right now… To go home, or to stay at work and get a head start on my next project. It’s not urgent (though it would be nice to knock it off quickly), but mostly I just don’t want to go home. In two weeks I move and...

Blah

I have no idea what to write about today, I’m really tired. My flatmate bought home some mates, drunk, at 1am this morning. I’m not angry or anything – this sort of stuff just goes along with flatting – but I am tired. Unfortunately they came...