Posted September 26, 2015
Stilton: The tent does smack of a little desperation (unlike the moon, which is of course completely plausible...)
Waiting to find your next home is SUCH a pain in the crapper. A whole year and either money, internet access, asbestos, lamebrained occupants, estate agents setting the wrong price, hyenas living next door, the commute, or anything else you care to name, seem to be conspiring completely against us. I mean, we're good people, we pay our taxes, we recycle whatever we can, we don't pick our noses or fart in public, and still we're living in limbo (no, that's not a small Somerset village.) The longer it takes the more peeved we get.
Alchemy is the solution, or alcohol. At the moment I don't really care which.
Yeah, it sounds like you've been running the gauntlet of seemingly every possible problem and complication. Heavy frustration is very understandable. Waiting to find your next home is SUCH a pain in the crapper. A whole year and either money, internet access, asbestos, lamebrained occupants, estate agents setting the wrong price, hyenas living next door, the commute, or anything else you care to name, seem to be conspiring completely against us. I mean, we're good people, we pay our taxes, we recycle whatever we can, we don't pick our noses or fart in public, and still we're living in limbo (no, that's not a small Somerset village.) The longer it takes the more peeved we get.
Alchemy is the solution, or alcohol. At the moment I don't really care which.
Would go with alchemy if you have to choose between the two. Alcohol just makes you temporarily not give a crap about it all.