House to myself :D
alright. So Rory left for scotland for a few days. So the place is all mine. Thanks to last minute packing she hasn't seen the damaged hand vacuum in the closet...Please note, throwing matches at a spectral being-not in the least physical when you need it to be- or trying to suck it into any kind of vaccum DOES NOT WORK! I have no idea what i was thinking when i brought the vacuum along, except i thought that maybe that movie with the ghost hunters... what was it called? I dont think it was ghost hunters... they wore the jumpsuits and had those things like a vacuum, and that one line "dont cross streams" or else it'll blow up the universe... was based on some american superstition or such. But nope. Not at all.Just more american trash. Also, matches fall through ghosts... So yeah, no. Not even my own people know what they're doing... dammit. But in the end, A job well done.
Anyways, brighter news! Rory said if i didn't burn down own place, i could get another pet! Sadly, dogs are out of the question...So if i ever get my own place, i'm totally getting an Irish Wolfhound! Until then, something small and compact would be nice. But not a fish, or a reptile. I want something fluffy...
((ooc: spontaneous party, yes? Kim, gimme your cat!))
Anyways, brighter news! Rory said if i didn't burn down own place, i could get another pet! Sadly, dogs are out of the question...So if i ever get my own place, i'm totally getting an Irish Wolfhound! Until then, something small and compact would be nice. But not a fish, or a reptile. I want something fluffy...
((ooc: spontaneous party, yes? Kim, gimme your cat!))