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I am never, ever going to help anyone ebay anything again. When I did it for Sis it was such a hassle, and then I went and auctioned an item for Sai, which then got lost in the post, the bloody buyer gave me a negative feedback (come on, wait at least a day after you sent an "item not received" email, PLEASE. Some people have to MOVE HOUSE and not get any net for a while). Eventually parcel bounced back, TO MY OLD HOME even though I've arranged for mail forwarding. They want me to collect it at the sorting office over there which opens like for 2 hours on weekdays only. Sis is pestering me to get the bloody package back by arranging redelivery. It's been in the sorting office for a month, it's probably disappeared somewhere already. Fucking hell!

And Sai is here all the time meaning wait, the rent is split into two, the council tax too, the BT line rental as well, but wait the actual phone bill? Split that into three, along with the food bill, blah blah. Should I bill him for the electricity and gas????!?!!?

I just reminded myself why I wanted to move out.

And Council Tax people, pick up the fucking phone so I can get a refund, dammit!

On a brighter note, I've book flights to spend Christmas and New Year in Germany.