Bark

I’m illicitly sharing a house with a Jack Russell. This state of affairs has been reached because I am in house moving purgatory, waiting for the credit checks and paper work to go through on the new house. In the meantime the next tennant of our old house has moved in along with said dog (who answers to the name ‘Galaxy’, pretty cool). Theoretically I’m a squatter. Also, I smell of dog.

In other news, (relating to the Make Poverty History campaign) George Bush has apparently said ‘America’s interests must come first’ in today’s Guardian headline piece. I think several billion people probably disagree with you there. Idiot.

Must find a way of getting the smell of dog off my hands.