letter to the landlord from the flat part 1

Dear Mr Sha

It's been nearly one full week since we last chatted. The new tenants have moved in. Goodness do they ever have a lot of stuff! But you would be most proud as they've carefully placed pieces of felt on the bottoms of their potentially damaging furniture so as to protect my delicate wooden floors.

I watched the blond one read instructions on how to use the dishwasher... good thing she did or else she wouldn't have known to add salt to the first wash. Then I saw the brown haired one consult the washing machine instructions so as to know where to put the fabric softener.... You would be so proud of them!

I've got a sneaking feeling that they're planning on wall mounting this beautiful painting brought over by one of their friends... as the one girl with the longer hair was running a stud detector along the wall... then I noticed her re-charging a drill! I'm quite frightened as I've not had anything like this done to my walls before!

I hear you are planning to visit me on Sunday as you forgot to give the ladies a key to one of the bedroom windows. I can't wait to see you again and show you all the neat things they've done to me!

Yours truly,

the flat apt. 307

ps. the girls were speaking of how you call each of them individually at work on Tuesday to make sure that I was okay. You're so sweet, always worrying about me!

I've been

home being mostly sick.. I just can't shake this cold... so I've resolved to just let it win, and agree to be sick forever more...

I have however had the chance to unpack my room and fit everything in!

I must say that our new bathtub is heaven.

This weekend is jam packed... wine festival friday. Pride Saturday... Brighton to meet up with seestor on Sunday...

once upon a time

I had this lust thing with this bloke... yea yea it was a bloke... he was young... it was one weekend it was a blast... nothing that I wanted as it was terribly impossible due to a millions of reasons... just a few minutes ago I got this message from him out of the blue... god it was hilarious... I don't' think I could have any less interest in the fragmented conversation with him if I tried... god, I really am as old as I am supposed to be. I've really got to thank him though as I was terribly close to losing consciousness at my desk and his messenger woke me up! Guess there is always a good side to things like this... back to my big gay world now...

the move went well... was very tiring but it's done and that's what matters. Now it's time to unpack and compact life into a much smaller flat.

henceforth I will begin to feature a special segment that I will call 'letters from the flat to Mr Sha' it will be a journal-esq collection of thoughts and messages from our new flat to it's owner... who seems to have a very vivid passion for his flat... Just to give an example, he insisted (and then with great glee) spent 2h on Saturday morning flipping through the owners manual and page by page reading out it's entire contents! It made us all lose the will to live! So as an ode to the landlord/owner (complimented by his phone call to all three of us this morning to make sure the move went well and that we've set up all our bills) I'm going to commence a series of letters on behalf of the flat so that they can keep in touch throughout the tenancy. Oh how sweet they will be. Stay tuned!

Kaffin arrives this Sunday! I'm meeting her in Brighton. Friday night is the wine festival with work peeps and Saturday is pride...but not sure yet if i'm even going to go as there don't seem to be many tickets left and I seem to be living very far from where one can procure them... and I'll be damned if I'm paying lastminute.com's outrageous 3£ postage plus 4£ admin fee!

So I guess I'll be sitting at home then!