OK, so I just managed to slip into Marie's house, get a shower, eat a small quantity of cereal and get out again without her even realising I'm in her postcode. I had all three of my housemates helping me out with this process, so don't go thinking I'm a ninja or anything. Besides, a true ninja would have finished the bowl of cereal.
Today, I'm going to find a white suit (which will involve driving to Vancouver if necessary), get a haircut to look like this guy (I'm already halfway there - it just needs a professional tidy-up), book a restaurant for my hot date tonight and get ready for some sweet awkward romance.
To do this I have: A van full of smelly smelly clothes that doesn't start reliably in the rain (it is helpfully raining like a mofo), a mobile phone that has a broken button that turns the volume down constantly (which not only makes it difficult to hear people, it also drains the battery and occasionally freaks out the whole phone and renders all the other buttons inoperable), a laptop whose screen needs to be set to careful angles or the screen flickers like those Sonic the Hedgehog games before Sega found out they were triggering epilepsy in kids and mellowed them out, and three housemates who are ruthlessly effective and terrifyingly committed to this plan.
I'll tweet some live updates (well, probably not, but I'll try), so check out twitter for more details (you're all asleep, why am I bothering?).
We're not ALL asleep. Some of use are in your time zone.
ReplyDeleteThe thought of people in Canada (or maybe the US) reading this blog terrifies me for reasons I cannot indentify.
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