





Yesterday morning, all my room mates (4 of them) left with the school to Liverpool. I was there in August with Dani & am not interested in ever returning. Its pretty much dead.. Nothing there but the Beatles exhibits. And I'm not as crazy about the Beatles as the rest of the world.
Its been over played on the drive from Tally to Miami in Vigil's truck too many times for me.
So, instead I opted to stay home, went walking all day Friday (Thames, St. James Park, Hyde Park & Regent Park) then came home and spent the evening cleaning the floor in my apartment. Not so bad. I was gonna spend the night on the couch but once I got comfy last night, I noticed the smell from the fridge.
I spent last night in my bed, in my room, far from the smell.
So this afternoon, I got tired of the stink of the fridge and the clutter of the kitchen.. And attacked!
Cleaned all the dishes, mine & other peoples, then put everything away. Then scrubbed all counter tops and the stove. Then I went through the fridge looking for the stinky item.. Not sure what it was but I threw a bunch of stuff out. I finished up & then decided to take everything out again and scrub the inside of the fridge and to disinfect everything.... And now my fingers have been eaten alive by the soap and disinfectant products..
Whatever. Its part of living with other people.
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