2005-01-06

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Jude and Guy- Twenty(ish) Questions...

[Takes place very early in the morning after this]

Dozing, Jude was aware of a weight against his side, a weight not usually found in his bed. He was confused, slowly cracking an eye open in order to find out who the intruder was. He came face to face with a tanned face, brown sandy hair - Guy. Sleepily he rubbed his eyes and prodded the prone form. 'Guy' He prodded again. 'Oi!'
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Completely moved in with Sean now, no boxes to be seen anywhere. Instead we have endless amounts of tat that there isn’t room for. For someone who said he was minimalist – he sure has a lot of shit. And coupled with my shit, well, what we have is a mess to be honest.

It’s starting to drive me crazy to be honest – Just want it tidy and liveable. Surprised Sean hasn’t being more annoyed about it to be honest. Guess he hasn’t really had the time recently.

Think I’m going to go off and have a sort through the mess, see if there’s anything we can throw out or give to charity. It needs to happen, and I’m the only one who has time to do it.

Better get started then…