seeing as it's a made up word miss noodle, i'll let you arrange the spelling for it.

my life continues to reek of oddness. a lot. thank fuck for detox weekends, and flatmates moving out....i've dragged my stereo & computer out of my room 'cos the living room was looking a little sparse...got no fridge, and no plates, and no cutlery, or pots and pans, and 4 months rent to cover...but FUCK it's nice to know i can do what i want, when i want...i'll be able to come home to an empty house...and watch what i want & write what i want & generally hopefully have eliminated one of the stress things from my life.

but.

oddness abounds. in a kind of cyclic, push-pull way...and i'm not sure i like it.