Wednesday, 16 January 2013
Over twenty years out of my childhood home and I'm still so useless at this grown-up malarkey that I'm arriving tomorrow with a suitcase full of dirty clothes, because I haven't had time (read: couldn't be arsed) to do any laundry. (This is also a fine example of why I don't have children. They'd be totally neglected and child services would have me up on charges.)
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