Inspired by hayleyghoover

So I've just caught up with Hayley's blog posts, and her style of writing has inspired me to start blogging again. I've deleted all my boring old posts and am determined to be creative AND truthful now.

My parents have been away for two weeks and I'm not entirely sure I like the person I have become while they've been away. I have been getting drunk, not seeing my family, being a bit of a bitch to some friends and forgetting to take proper care of my cat. My cat is beautiful: her name is Gretel and she is the most gorgeous mix of auburn, black and cream. Her face is split halfway down with black and cream, which describes her personality fairly accurately. She craves affection and miaows constantly, but yet whenever anyone goes to stroke her or coos at her, she runs away. I call her and call her but she never walks to me, I always have to go to her.

I currently blog to you from my spot on the sofa. I sit here so frequently and for such long periods of time that the cushion has a dent in the middle. I don't even know what I really do here; I play Sims 3, I watch Desperate Housewives and Buffy, I go on Facebook, I watch YouTube videos, and I manage to make it last for days at a time. I'd like to have a project, something that gets me up and about but I seem to lack the motivation at the moment. Plus, it costs £3.60 to get the bus anywhere. I should really start learning to drive again, or buy a bike.

Today I have to tidy the house. I had a party last Saturday which I did tidy up afterwards, but it is the prep work I have to clean up now. Among the items I confiscated from view are fire pokers, plants, rickety photo frames, lanterns, a pot of shiny stones and various breakables. This seems excessive, but considering at my previous party even the oven gloves were utilised as vital beer-drinking equipment I don't think I went over the top.

That party went really well, actually. Highlights for me include being repeatedly picked up by Kerry to make me dance(both of us in hysterics which made the picking up part difficult), being force-fed cider by Dave in an attempt to get me so drunk I would end up doing hilarious things (hilarious for everyone but me), and completely PDA-ing with Dan, which I'm sure annoyed everyone else but made me happy as I almost never PDA. I feel I'm entitled to some public smoochies every once in a while.

Unfortunately there were also a couple of bad things about my party. Lisa got concussion which I was pretty worried about; we considered going to A&E but decided to only go if she felt any worse, which luckily she didn't. The bathroom door handle which we recently had fixed got broken, and the light pull got pulled off. Also I am a bit of a wimp, and at about 4am I started to get really dizzy from tiredness and got a bit snappy. I was a little too asleep to fully enjoy Charlie rubbing his bumcheek on Joe's face, but I'm sure the videos of it will remind me.

The morning after was fun as well. I love those mornings when everyone is completely destroyed and we just mong on the sofa, watching YouTube videos and oddly, discussing fossils. I guess I shouldn't really be surprised any more, but I find a lot of conversations now for me have those moments where I step back in my mind, listen for a bit and end up going '...wait, what?!'

I'd better get to tidying. Later!