It was snowing when I left the house today. I didn't know until I opened the door and saw the snow twirling down, it always looks so beautiful.
I could kill my housemates. They've all vanished for the weekend(this I like) but they didn't put any money on the gas meter so when I woke up there was none(so much for a fried breakfast, so much for my morning shower). I have no money and I payed for my share of the power this month, this is why I'm at work, to get a little money for gas. then there's the state the kitchen was left in so I have that to sort out hen I get back. Now my personal space is in a constant state of disaray but I do make sure that others don't have to clean up after me, I wish they could extend the same cortesy. I put the rubbish out, I sort out the gas and electricity, I end up doing other peoples washing up, I seem to be the only one who does any house work or if they do I have to ask them and do they thank me for it? Do they fuck, I'm starting to fell like a freaking parent and it's begining to wear me down.