hobo on the move...again!

i write this as a wait for the next chapter to start. finally moving into my new abode after much painstakingly awkward frustration with letting agents, landlords and red tape. i'm supposed to be supporting a friend's caleigh this evening, as well as attend a swap shop party...oh and meet old uni friends for drinks. not sure i'll be able to do any of the above, and instead lug binliners to my empty shell, sit on the floor and crack open a bottle of red with shirley. the legend that she is forces me to realise i'll be nursing a sore head tomorrow. still, at least i'll be in a palace by the sea.

see you on the other side. oh and for the road. i'm 3 minutes late but...