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colleague of mine is getting a kitten tonight... she was pondering what name to call it and I suggested the oh so cute 'minou'... works for a boy or a girl... yea so it means kittie in French... should I have told her that?

I'm not so sure but I think it may be possible that I've just gotten over the hump of work I've been struggling with this week at work. It's been chaotic and mental... but I see a light at the end of a tunnel and I'm pretty sure it's not a train.

I sent one of my big suitcases home with miss andrea and mr danny last night... I guess it's the first time that the move has felt real... putting my bag in the back of the car was very surreal. They're going to bring it over to me at the end of the month when they come to visit. I'm not quite certain how I'm going to manage to get my remaining 20 pairs of shoes and the rest of my clothes into a bag... but I'll cross that bridge on Sunday.

KJ is back for the day on Saturday... we've set up some sneaky match making... we'll see how that goes... She's been championing the idea that I should set up a table outside our flat on Sunday afternoon and sell all the things I'm not taking with me for a pound... Don't know but I'm thinking it's kind of illegal in this country... I've never seen anyone do anything like it before... hey hey, maybe I can get arrested!