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I have been hassled, the past few days. Oh, I have been hassled. Sophie, your old room isn't clear yet. Sophie, how much have you done. Sophie this, Sophie that, Sophie wah wah wah. WELL. Guess whose boxes and bags are first to be sitting in the hall, neatly labelled and ready to be run over to the new house as soon as I get dressed, a day before the moving even starts? That's right! Bar the miscellany that gets swept into a backpack and a box at the last minute - laptop, pyjamas I am wearing, etc etc. - I am aaaaallllll packed.
NOW WHO'S LAUGHING. EAT MY PLENTIFUL PACKING DUST, BITCHES. MY DAY HAS COME. ETC.
Only, uh... I think I'll let Daddykins handle getting the Big Box Of Books (& DVDs) down two flights of stairs.
NOW WHO'S LAUGHING. EAT MY PLENTIFUL PACKING DUST, BITCHES. MY DAY HAS COME. ETC.
Only, uh... I think I'll let Daddykins handle getting the Big Box Of Books (& DVDs) down two flights of stairs.
