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[hotnoodle]

In one week and one day I'm moving into a new house which just happens to be two units back from my old house opposite Hagley Park. Since I came back to Christchurch I've been moaning and wailing about how I really just want my old house back, and whaddyaknow. This goes to prove that if you complain long enough the universe will get so sick of your

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oooo, get your own minion to wage battles for you!

[i have a minion. her name is gloria.]

[the minion lady is my new flatmate. yay!]

[boyeatsworld]

It's like dumping your boyfriend, realising that you still fancy him, but being completely unable to get him back so going for his twin brother instead.

is it?
is it really?

[hotnoodle]

I said it was a contrived analogy.

I'll let you know tomorrow.