Mick moved away to the city. He just left with his last belongings. You could say it hasn’t really dawned upon me yet, but on the other hand, he’ll change from a flatmate to a good friend. I guess it’s not that different all in all.
Yesterday Gerard, who moved away a few months earlier, came by for dinner. Interestingly enough, it seemed like he still lived here. And we still have to do a Christmas dinner. Crappy lack of time.
The weather is great, but I haven’t been able to do anything I wanted to do today for some reason. Call it lazy if you want. I think it’s more a matter that my general feeling is “do it good, or don’t do it at all”. I felt that today I wouldn’t have done it good. Still, it would be better if I had done it quite good than not at all. But how to force yourself to do that, that’s the problem.
JW is the strangest rabbit ever. If you give him a kick at his arse (accidently, who expects the stupid animal to sit right in front of your door?), he just sits there pretending nothing happened. If you feed him from your hand and try to caress him, he acts like he saw the devil and seeks some hideout.