Why I love my new flatmate to the ends of the earth and half way to venus

 

  • I will never, ever make happiness by the body on your linen or bed or in your room.
  • FEET BELONG ON THE COUCH.
  • Your bedroom key and my bedroom key are the same. Its like this so that I can snoop through your stuff and nick your drugs. No, im joking fucktard, it’s a security measure so that we can get into each others room at any time and hide if needed.
  • I still use a baby monitor for Cameron. I aim to use it until she is 42 years old
  • I keep a notebook in the kitchen for when ‘inspiration’ hits. It’s in the third drawer and you are welcome to use it too.
  • Armand.  Russel.  Just spun a fucking cocoon.
  • *dead on desk with laughter*
  • I FUCKING LOVE YOU SHEENA GATES. DO YOU HEAR ME? FOR ALL OF YOUR CRAZINESS, DISCOHORDINATION AND EVEN YOUR CREATIVE DRESSING. EVEN YOUR HORRIBLE JEANS WITH SUSPENDERS ON.  WILL EVEN WEAR THEM WITH YOU IF I MUST*. 

*using memory for that last sentence.  Correct if wrong.

She’s fabulous.  Her daughter is fabulous.  Her friends are fabulous.  Strangely enough, some of them are already mine, from another time.  Weirdness.  God I’m impatient now!