Soliloquy of the Solipsist

No one is ever going to know how amazing and eclectic tonight has been.

Gin Blossoms, Hey Jealousy
Wanting GnTs
Not drinking them
Doing dishes and hearing the mouse (living in the laundy) squeak
Freaking out
Housemates of the Clara Cottage deciding that we should rid the house of the crate of shit the mouse was living in
Hiding in my bedroom while the other two proceeded to do this
Emerging and washing dishes while housemates wade through crap in laundry and begin to tidy; helping a little where I can
Housemate potentially seeing a mouse; me standing on a chair in the kitchen
Housemates clean laundry and look for mouse; I clean kitchen cupboards
Coopers
Not finding mouse
Housemates doing a bin run to put all our rubbish in other peoples bins; lucky it is bin night
Me making stirfry
Housemates returing singing City High, What Would You Do
Realising the beat in the rap break is totally from something else - we think Eminem
NOT BEING ABLE TO WORK OUT THE OTHER SONG AFTER OVER AN HOUR AND ASKING MANY PEOPLE AND YOUTUBING SO MANY VIDEOS.

And that is where we are now. One of the best nights I’ve had in a really, really long time.

And my housemate works at a pharmacy.

After handing me a packet of antihistamines we begun talking about medical supplies; mutually declaring our love for them. She then proceeded to suggest we create a medicine cupboard. I suggested the cupboard above the fridge.

Then: First aid kits. Love them. Want them. Need them. My house mate said she is going to create one for our house. The Clara Cottage First Aid Kit. She is going to periodically bring things home and add to it. THE SUSPENSE WILL KILL ME.

I am far too excited for this.

Drinking earl grey, watching a doco on the Ballet Russes in Australia and putting together my new bookcase.

Now to find my screw drives and hammer… I know they’re here somewhere.

Wowzer.

But I am certainly not doing any of my uni work. Oops.
Though, cleaning = space at my desk to do work!

It’s a beautiful day,
now I’ll be ok now that you’re not away.
Yesterday, was a terrible day,
and now that you’re here I’m ok,
cause you don’t know,
how much I, I need you
please don’t go,
you’re so wonderful,
this I swear, this I know,
you, oh you,
every single thing you do,
I’m so proud of you,
what you do,
when you do the things you do,
they’re so you.
So thanks for your help,
you shine so bright,
you are the star that’s in my sky.
And I am yours,and you are mine,
whoa you, whoa you,every single thing you do,
I’m so proud of you, what you do,
when you do, the things you do.
They’re so you,
and I’m so proud of you, that’s so you.

I will write things in tiny yellow envelopes and send them to you.
And make you things.
And send you dorky postcards from my travels.

Because I am ridiculous.
And like to be cute and lame.