Moving house is a strange buisness. First things first: All of my worldly possesions are packed inside large, cardboard boxes. Even my computer is. ANd my bed. I am currently typing to you from inside a box, and i dont even know how.
Oh the other hand, my house seems a lot bigger. This is probably die to the fact that 60% of it was full of crap...but now the crap has been replaced with...yep, you guessed it...MORE CARDBOARD.
Seriously though the stuff is everywhere.
For anyone who cares, i'm moving down by the seaside. Eastbourne to be precise. Land of the sea, Good weather and OAPs.
Hopefully it shall all work out well.
Oh yeah. I have to regrettably inform you with some bad news.
A few days ago now, a tradgedy struck my household. My zen died. It was a dark time for all, as i was music-less.And when i'm music-less i get angry. This meant pain and suffering for anyone within a twelve mile radius.
But wait, good news!
My shiney NEW zen arrived today
It's got a bigger screeen than its predecessor and was cheaper too.
But i will still miss my old friend.
Oh well.
Turrah.





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R.I.P Zen the 1st