And I won't sit down, and I won't shut up, and most of all I will not grow up.
Well except maybe for the pension plan part, because as of this week I have one. Fuck knows exactly what this means, or how it actually works. I haven't got a clue. All I know is i'll be a couple of hundred quid worse off a month, but in 50 years time i'll be laughing. If i'm not dead by then.
Still, the not growing up part. This weekend I move out of the shared house i'm in, and into a place