Being used to moving around as I am (having done that a lot for the past three years with uni in Kalmar and Belfast and all that cow*), it feels like I've been in the same place for too long. It's getting complicated around here and I don't like it. Time to run. If only I could have some privacy (this is where I glare angrily at my unknowing Moo-Ma - The Opener of All Doors) to think, I'd be fine. With my restless Nii-san running around the place as well it's getting a bit crowded in my buffert zone (the kitchen, just by the kettle and the coffee machine).
I'm almost looking forward to five boring hours by bus tomorrow to Stockholm to see Nee-san and I'm definitly looking forward to next friday's three loooong hours by train to go see Fishie.