25 days until we move into the new house

I think i have finally discovered the greatest thing about living in your own house (or at least sharing a place with your friends instead of living with your parents), its not that you get to sleep in for as long as you want without someone moaning at you, although that is nice and its not that you get to watch whatever you want on TV (and dont get stuck trying to avoid Big Brother every night) although that is very nice too (not so nice that you have to pay the tv licence though ...) and it is definately not that you get to do all your own laundry (although that is way up there, it always seems that my clothes will disappear for a week and will turn up in alices laundry basket if someone else washes them). No it is that you can eat chocolate for lunch, in fact you can eat chocolate for breakfast, lunch, dinner and any snacks in between if you so wish. Not that thats stopping me now, im currently eating galaxy minstrels for lunch, but think how great it is when you can proudly say 'hmm theres no bread left, well i think ill have this dairy milk instead' instead of 'poop theres no bread ....' then sneaking off to find the minstrels and frankly having to hide them incase someone else comes downstairs and says '*sniff sniff* who has chocolate??!' This actually happened yesterday and as soon as i left the room (without the chocolate) i heard a choking sound coming from the living room to which i shouted 'Eliot! i hope you're not choking on stolen minstrels' and then laughter followed along with him responding 'the funniest thing is that i am!'

That and just doing really random things like space hopper races around the flat, or starting up the chocolate fountain for no other reason than your flat mate has a cold or not owning a tv because you cant afford one so having marathon games of jenga or fashioning your own table tennis table out of a old door and playing all night. Ah good times ...