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Aug. 8th, 2005 02:22 pmMmmm. Life sucks.
We can't extend our lease on the current house as its been re-let. So, our current contingency plan involves putting all our stuff in storage and moving into Dave's parents house. So, if that's what happens, then don't expect to see me online for a long time.
I'm going to Bristol tomorrow and am currently trying to arrange a bunch of viewings without giving myself a fit over timings. If only I could find my Bristol streetguide thingie I could probably be more efficient with times. At the moment I'm allowing an hour to get across to each property as I don't know where anything is in relation to anything else. All I know is the city center and Fishponds (which is nowhere near as picturesque as the name might suggest). My SIL has volunteered to drive me around which is really, really nice of her.
The train fare to Bristol (if I want to get in before 11am) is £72 return. Un-fucking-believable. Doesn't matter what time I come back. Two years ago, I could do that trip for £50. First class, which would be infinitely more comfortable, is £114. No wonder people don't take the train.
Early night for me, I think.
We can't extend our lease on the current house as its been re-let. So, our current contingency plan involves putting all our stuff in storage and moving into Dave's parents house. So, if that's what happens, then don't expect to see me online for a long time.
I'm going to Bristol tomorrow and am currently trying to arrange a bunch of viewings without giving myself a fit over timings. If only I could find my Bristol streetguide thingie I could probably be more efficient with times. At the moment I'm allowing an hour to get across to each property as I don't know where anything is in relation to anything else. All I know is the city center and Fishponds (which is nowhere near as picturesque as the name might suggest). My SIL has volunteered to drive me around which is really, really nice of her.
The train fare to Bristol (if I want to get in before 11am) is £72 return. Un-fucking-believable. Doesn't matter what time I come back. Two years ago, I could do that trip for £50. First class, which would be infinitely more comfortable, is £114. No wonder people don't take the train.
Early night for me, I think.
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Date: 2005-08-08 01:54 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-08-08 02:14 pm (UTC)Tea is good....
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Date: 2005-08-08 02:18 pm (UTC)[brews Peppermint tea for himself and--] For you?
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Date: 2005-08-08 02:27 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-08-08 03:27 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-08-08 01:57 pm (UTC)*clings to Ang*
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Date: 2005-08-08 02:16 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-08-08 02:22 pm (UTC)I hope you find a house tomorrow. Hope hope hope hope hope.
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Date: 2005-08-08 02:32 pm (UTC)So far I have two appointments booked--trying to book appointments by suburb is really difficult--and I'm hoping to slot in another five.
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Date: 2005-08-08 02:34 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-08-08 02:34 pm (UTC)I don't even know if I have more bodyparts to cross for you, but if I find them out, I'll cross 'em!
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Date: 2005-08-08 02:35 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-08-08 02:40 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-08-08 03:25 pm (UTC)That trainfare is horrendous! Highway freakin' robbery!
I'm thinking positive thoughts for you. {{{HUGGERZ}}}
*heads off to calm down agitated Lars Muse, James Muse, Billie Joe Muse and the rest*
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Date: 2005-08-08 05:55 pm (UTC)