Two of my friends and I went to a pub called Lloyd's, and I decided that I would have a beer. I'm in England, for Heaven's sake. I had a half pint of Stella which I found to be gross but tolerable. Now some of you may not appreciate the kind of beer, but we can't all enjoy German imports, can we? Diversity is what makes the world interesting. And yes, it was a half pint - I've got to start off slow, you see. I don't like the taste of beer that much.
And I'm moving out on Thursday. I'm moving into a house right beside the church that I go to. It's a Victorian house and not quite as nice as the first one I looked at, but the location is fantastic. The house is a little more studenty - meaning that every room has a separate feel because each one has been decorated at different times by different people. My room is medium sized and has wood pannel floors, as well as a large wardrobe and a view onto the backyard. And yes, I will be looking for Narnia as soon as I move in.
Right now the room I want has bunkbeds in it. A smaller room, though, has a nice single bed. So I'm planning on switching that around, if the bunkbeds will fit in the smaller room (I'm not sure that they'll fit through the door). We shall cross our fingers.
I'm also allowed to do whatever I want to my room. I can change the colours of it, doodle on the walls, buy artwork, anything. So Kora, when you come up, I may force you to paint something on my door. I'm afraid it's the price of being talented.
It's late now. And sorry for you North American folk for whom the comments still don't work. I'll get to it, I promise.
Edit: comments should work now.
posted by Lisa @ 5:04 PM
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