I Need A New Home
See the thing with procastinating on many events means that you miss out on opportunities but ultimately you can move on and still live happily every after.
However, when one is presented with procrastinating over where they’re going to live, things become a little more “interesting” shall we say.
I have to move out in 72 hours and I haven’t really taken the time to find a new place. Secondary to this is that my ‘temporary storage’ location may not be available anymore so I could find myself in some hot water over the next few days.
Professionally things are just going ballistic atm. People are resigning from our company left, right and centre and it’s making a lot of people quite uncomfortable about what’s going to happen in the future. From my perspective you just have to keep on keeping on until you know something firm, but it’s always nice to be telling your staff what is going on as well.
Never the less I had a big, big weekend. Drinking each night (different crowds, different goals). Took Eve and Rach out for numerous drinks (plus my g/f who won’t be named!) and a hefty bar tab for all involved.
It was during this evening that I found out more intimate details about my g/f than I would had I been dating her another six months. This (of course) makes me happy. Go out with girls, get them drunk and you learn the most amazing things.
So guys, if you want to know the answers to the eternal questions about what girls think about oral, swallowing, anal, the sex-on-first-date-rule, sex-on-second-date rule and the ‘bullshit’ that’s being perpetuated about the ’10-date-rule’ in cosmo of late, feel free to send me an e-mail.
Other than that i’m incredibly tired, semi-drunk, still hungover, tired from cleaning and typing incoherently.
Have a good night.
Adam
p.s – Head to the gallery i’ve just uploaded a truckload more photos (ie more than 100). Let’s see how my bandwith holds up.
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