I have packed/boxed/dissembled nearly all my possessions ahead of my flat move on Saturday. I can’t believe how many fucking boxes I have packed with DVDs, books, clothes and general shite.
Even my furniture is gone. It has either flat packed for reassemble or taken away by the council to be dumped into a landfill site somewhere in South America. I am sleeping on a mattress on the floor, all very student/tramp like.
Still, this time in two days I’ll be in a new crib – surrounded by my HiFi and widescreen TV, living in up like a wealthy rapper or footballer. I’ll be able to use both the kitchen and toilet without smelling and viewing the remains of the previous user. Best of all, I can take a shit with the bathroom door open – get in!
My boxes are even spilling out into the front room
The media centre may have been taken to bits, but the TV is still connected – priorities you see
My pet fish. My soiled shit rags are in the bin bags awaiting a wash
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