NINE.
One flatmate of mine fell off the map and down a bloody hole, and I keep wishing the other one would follow suit - but as luck would have it, the one I want around isn't and the one I don't always is. In other news, I'm back home and I think that if any of my friends were decent, they should come over and bring some FOOD and we'll have a night in. I may or may not supply alcohol.
We'll see.
PRIVATE TO HAROLD:
This invitation is extended to you too. I'm sorry I've been so lame at keeping in contact lately. Trust me when I say it wasn't intentional this time !