||[Aug. 15th, 2004|05:32 pm]
|||||Dire Straits - Sultans Of Swing||]|
Once again, it's that time of year. The time of year where you scout for boxes, look long and hard at the things you own, and try to decide which box the thing you've just found should go in.
Yes, I'm moving. After a fun year in Marston, Hilary and I are off to Iffley Village. Hilary has very kindly (and in an excessively organised fashon) sent out change of address cards to most people. However, if you haven't had one, shout and I'll let you know the new address.
As it is, I have a half packed room, and a mostly defrosted freezer. Not bad for a few hours packing... Now to pack up the posters, find a suitcase for my clothes, and ponder what I'm going to wear between now and unpacking. I suppose I should be grateful that this is no longer a 6 times a year occurrence, but I do now have more shit than I did as a student...
In other news, blackcat have succeeded in ordering ADSL for the phone line in the house. What's the betting though that BT will try to do the ADSL enabling bit before they transfer the line into my name... Oh, and Dabs still haven't sent me the adsl router I ordered, Bah.