Yeah, I disappeared. We got to the house in Tuscany after the usual 6 hours in a car so full you almost can't breathe and bags and plants are falling all over you, and guess what? We had no gas, which means no heating and no hot water (and I can tell you, it's bloody cold around here, for the first time in my life I was wearing two tshirts and two jumpers and two pairs of socks at the same time), because our last guests left us without and didn't even pay for it, and without phone, because my dad's bank fucked up and didn't pay a bill. So I was completely cut off the world and I was so cold I could have been dead for a couple of days. But it was good, I smoked myself like a good ham (fires in old country houses are the best!), and (almost) didn't wash myself for three days, which is good for my skin and makes me feel bohemienne. Anyway. Now we have heating AND phone, so everything is fine. I've been playing with Pharaoh and Zeus an awful lot, I haven't done any work for uni, I bought lots of small stuff I needed (and my aunt bought me a wonderful expensive cashmire jumper), I've done stuff. My parents irritate me but I've only got 3 days left. FCK! Three days. I've just realized. London, I'm coming!
The best thing I've bought? Icing sugar flavoured bath foam (i bagnoschiuma dell'acquolina sono meravigliosi, spero di riuscire a comprarmi anche il bagno latte alla fragola con panna o al cappuccino prima di partire!!!). I also bought 9 pairs of stripey socks for really not that much money (Italian markets, I love you). Etc. etc. Also found loads of books I'll have to read this summer, such as Anais Nin's journals, Kipling, Salinger, and some other mixed stuff.
I'm tired of stupid spammers leaving stupid comments trying to sell me stupid drugs and viagra and shit. Fck off!