Housemove - The new hotness

Old and busted: single bed
The new hotness: double bed goodness.

Damn. I couldn't get the housemove done in two car loads [entry]. It looked like it was going to work when I first got back to the flat, but then I found some more stuff. And then I found some more stuff. And then a little bit more. And then I looked in my wardrobe.

Fuck. Where did all this stuff come from?

My site jacket was the most dismaying find; it's the size of a regular coat, but for some reason won't fold down into a size anything less than a two-seater sofa. I wouldn't mind so much if I ever got to wear the thing.

So, I'm partially moved in. Attempts have been made to decorate my room, because my landlord didn't like the thought of me living in a blue room. Unfortunately he's only used one coat of white emulsion, so the blue is actually still visible. My room smells of paint.

Loving having a double bed. In your face, single bed.

Met two of my five housemates; a guy and a girl. Anyone's guess where the other three are.