Big Brother

So a few weeks have past since my last entry, and in the mean time I have moved into a new flat with some new house mates, all boys, Big Brother style! Quite a strange bunch, I must admit. I have spent the last 2 weeks listening to "Gypsy" by Fleetwood Mac out my window from my flat mate, not even joking, 22 hours a day or near about. Another flat mate who on first meeting seemed pretty "straighty one eighty" turned out to be nothing but. Yesterday in the kitchen on top of the microwave I discovered "The Notebook" where they leave bitchy messages for one another (serious not sarcastic, it is quite funny, I will photograph some highlight pages at a a later date) and I took the liberty to have a bit of a scribe, when I was left a message to put more money on the gas bill for when I didn't even live there. "Stop using all the gas on cooking and have toast for dinner like me. Moles." Loved it. I also took great pleasure in my effort in the bathroom, it one whole afternoon and a bottle of Dettol to achieve my result, so lets see how long my sparkly tiles and mirror you can actually see a reflection in will last! Big Brother is watching big brothers!