the landlord’s dropping by tomorrow with someone who wants to view the flat.

i kinda like it that this guy is probably as crazy on the ball as i am, and is looking for a flat for june/july two-three months ahead of schedule. because that’s exactly what i was doing when i scored this place, and sadly enough what i’m already doing for the next round of flat-hunting in january. i know, who the hell looks for a flat 8 months in advance?! i’m just scoping, i’m just scoping…. as i like to tell myself.

so, anyway, landlord says he’s coming over. mad rush to put dirty clothes into a dirty clothes pile, clean the stovetop, pick up 2 weeks worth of newspapers from their scatter-drop positions around the sofa, etc. and also buy a trashy plastic dinky camera. for £7. yay! plus one to my steadily growing collection of cameras that don’t have any functions above basic. i perhaps need to stop buying all these little toys and save up for a BIG ONE. like a digital slr or something. but, aiyah… it’s so cheap!!!

ok so, landlord’s coming over around 7 tomorrow. i have class till about 6. which means i’ll have to cycle to school tomorrow, so that i can cycle back. because the bus takes AGES during rush hour, and because it’ll probably help to get the adrenaline already running when i shove through the door and clean up like a whirlwind.

right then. that’s settled.

i wonder if i’ll like this potential renter-after-me. and i wonder if he’ll like what we’ve done to this place.