Well I have completed my transitional move via my dad’s house. I am all moved in at Mike’s now and it’s nice not to be woken up at 7am by my dad just because he thinks I should be awake. I now have a double bed for the first time in two years but that also reminds me that it’s a big bed without that special person next to me. But I am a lot happier in general now, went out and played the Voodoo quiz night and had a great laugh even if we didn’t win. The quizmasters were asking for some barracking after their shopping list game. Which included KY Jelly, cucumber, whipped cream and baby wipes. Make of that what you will, but having a slightly perverted mind, that combination of items in a row were hilarious. Last night I ended up DJ’ing the under 18s party upstairs at Voodoo which was kinda fun, churning out cheesy pop track after cheesy pop track. Although I did manage to do my back in carrying my box of CD’s up from my dad’s as he was moaning at me for leaving it there overnight. At least everything is moved in now, still need to do an inventory of my DVD collection to see if any have gone missing in the move from the shared house. So the last few weeks have been very disruptive but I think its for the best really as I was getting more and more isolated and depressed; stuck in a house where I felt like the minority in my own country!