Attention... attention... I have a new housemate. Yes, Andrew has been conned... er... I mean, agreed to move in with me. When? Actually, i'm not entirely sure. All I know is that I got a yes at the end of the evening after a few bottles of red wine. It's amazing how much a crushed grape can act as an amazingly convincing social lubricant. Not that Andrew actually needs said flattened grape to find something interesting to say.
In all honesty, I don't think i've been as impressed with someone as immediately as I was with Andrew last night. There seems to be a few remarkable similarities between he and I, which is probably something that should frighten and worry most people. Most importantly, he values friendships in the same way that I do (he spoke a lot of his friends and that is generally a great indicator), he loves the occasional social drink, and in a spooky similarity to past housemates, has a passion for artists like Kate Bush... who, he tells me, drove herself insane with her own music at one point. Finally... something Kate Bush and I have in common.
Actually, i'm rather excited about the prospect of living with Andrew and I think he is going to be a fantastically good influence to have around me. I already have a healthy respect for him and so I think things can only get better from there.
I've seemed to have had a remarkable number of enquiries this morning from people who can't speak English terribly well. Not that i'm making this comment out of any form of political incorrectness, but more as an observation at the sheer quantity of people and finding my own reaction to the whole experience rather interesting.
I've also spent the morning going through previous Blog entries and hyperlinked the crap out of them... I feel that I could officially label myself as a cyber-nerd with 100% accuracy after this. But I think it adds to the entries in their own little way.
I'm about to also head off and continue reading The Importance Of Being Earnest by Oscar Wilde online at netlibrary. I've always loved Oscar Wilde (as seen by yesterdays quote of the day) and spent much of yesterday afternoon quietly giggling to myself while waiting for calls. The DVD of the original film version of this is worth getting too, as the performances are just fantastic and definitely show how timeless Wildes writing was. I've heard from many people that the updated version released a year or so back with Rupert Everett is well worth skipping, although I really should probably get it out and have a look sometime soon.
I love the fact that Oscar Wilde's dying words were "Either that wallpaper goes, or I do." Spoken like a true stylish gay man really...
