Est. 2002 - BRINGING YOU THE VIEWS OF TESSADOM
Moving out of home, eh? That brings back memories... shared houses, wild parties, experimental cooking, arguments over chores... good times.
Heh, not quite. I'll be living alone.
Well, you can still have wild parties, experimental cooking, and argue with yourself over chores. I live alone too; it has its advantages, I can assure you!
Family knows your buttons. They know how and when to push them to maximum effect.Can't help but love 'em, though. Leastways, I can't.Moving out of home? :) G'donya. ~snug~
I already argue with myself. It's a fine, fine art. Soon I'll perfect yelling at myself on public transport, and be a fully fledged nutter.
Woot for moving to your own place!Will it be close enough to pop home for a visit or some nummy food?Will you have a pupper with you?If not add visit with pupper to previous question.Also that photo is gorgeous and I stole it for my desktop. :)
Sam can't come. I imagine I'll be ducking back here every week for food and dog wrestling.
congrats on the moving out. soon u will be talking to yourself, the wall and everything inanimate.when I lived by myself, I found the kettle most enlightening and my stuffed panda most wise.speaking of which I have a friend moving to melbourne, she's a really talented manga artist Queenie Chan. U guys should meet, because after a while the kettle does run out of wisdom.beep me with your email and I'll get u guys introduced.check out her work here www.queeniechan.comps: don't argue with the wall. It always wins.
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