Two thousand and ten!

So it is, so it be. That's that out the way.

I'm back at uni now in a completely dead Manchester with a fuckton of snow. With no-one at all around I've taken to being a creature of the night once more.

The only things of note to have happened so far since my last update are finding someone to take my room, which is great and means I should be moving into the new place on Sunday as long as my Dad gets the guarantor form sent back to me. If not then I'll be legally homeless for a few days, but in truth I'll just move in anyway and sleep on the sofa till I can get access to my room.

The people who have looked round since I put it on the market have been an interesting bunch. First up was a Polish guy who never really told me his name, but it sounded like Bartozc when he answered the phone to people which was pretty much the entire duration of the viewing. He loved the place and couldn't wait to move in "the next day". So that was a bit difficult but I decided that I could always leave uni a week early, so he agreed to move in, then never contacted me again. The next guy, also Polish, again without a name gave me a verbal agreement to move in the day I moved out, so I signed the contract for the place I was due to move to, and he never contacted me again either. The it was the turn of Miranda, who drove up from Leeds one morning. I had to direct her through Manchester pretty much from the motorway, although she seemed to adopt a tactic of going in the opposite direction of whatever I said. She arrived eventually and also loved it and decided she'd take it. Didn't hear a thing more from her after she left either...

Then it was the success, a girl called Dzung whose boyfriend is flying over from Vietnam this weekend. We'll have about 24 hours to sort out the contract but that should be okay... She was very easily pleased and said it'd be perfect for him. Great. I only hope he thinks so too tbh. I also had a back up, but when she arrived it turned out she wanted her boyfriend to live in the same room, which is against the terms and conditions. Aaaargh. Then they gave me a Christmas present! Proper chocolate from Austria. Lovely people, but I can't help them.

I spent most of Monday sorting out my trip to Hamburg, which I'm really looking forward to. Need to get an essay on metaphysics done before then though, by far my weakest subject. It'll happen.

This isn't really a very good blog entry, more of an update on life as I feel guilty for not having blogged in about a week.

Song of the week is a bit gay, it's Name The Pet – Get On The Bus, but I love it.