(melting some faces with my high-pitched singalongs with the darkness while writing this)
well my first entry (second if you include the welcome note but personally i don't) is upon all of you people who are reading/ or have already read this post, which should be very few because of so many reasons - too many in fact to list right now. but the jist of it is that my parent's have pretty much found a house they want to move to, back to near where they both grew up which is kind of good but also sux. Not that i have any say in int (apparently) because i don't really live here or contribute to any bills or such things - which i have pointed out is a sign of one's success in some parts of the world but seems to hold no ground here. Instead my formal abode is just the 1 room about halfway along a corridor some 50 miles away. Note: that is not to say the corridor is a total of 100 miles long but rather that it is located 50 miles away from me.
A new house might be interesting though; I intend on learning a lot of karate from painting the walls etc while helping to move in (I can already defend myself quite well just from my experience of waxing a row of cars... i agree, it is impressive). On the downside, to commute home from my room in london i'm going to have to find an extra few hundred pieces of gold a year in train fares 
so i may have to sponge some extra money from my elders. whoa i have to go now for i think i hear a hellbeast howling from afar which i must slay.
Until next time...
"Daniel-san...wax on...wax off....wax on...wax off......wax on...wax off......wax on...wax off.......wax on-"