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May. 12th, 2013
Sunday night, sitting on my lonesome. Dave's due back shortly and I'm being frustrated by the streams of "Supernatural" letting me down. I just want to catch up! Technology, what you gotta hate me?
It's been a strange weekend. Both busy and not so. I went out for a delicious meal for Ash's birthday where I foolishly ordered a jug of mango lassi. And drank it. All 8 glasses. To say I waddled to the pub to meet some other friends is a vast understatement. I waddled. In heels. I hope you all feel my pain. But we flaked out early (Dave to go to a mate's house to watch the football and me to go home and lounge around) and once I arrived back, I had this burst of energy. At 11pm. I spent the next 2 hours putting wash loads on, cleaning the kitchen and living room, folding and putting away two other loads of washing and straightening up the bedroom. Sometimes I worry about this whole being an adult thing.
Further proof about this adulting thing? That above paragraph reminded me that I hadn't put our duvet in the tumble dryer. adulthood :O
Drifting into geek territory today: I finished reading "Ouran High School Host Club" today. It feels a bit like the end of an era, I think it's been about 3 years that I've slowly been collecting it. There aren't very many full series I've collected. I think "Chobits" and "xXxholic" are the only other complete ones I own. I liked it, the Hikaru/Tamaki endgame was pretty apparent for a long while. I still loved it though. And the little touch towards the end with Hikaru and her father where he mentions how proud he is of her. There's been a lot of little sections throughout the series where I've teared up. Nothing's quite made me cry like some of the sections in "Fruits Basket" though. And I still haven't finished that either!
Right, I've been half-writing this for two hours. I need to go shower and my clothes ready for work in the morning. Toodles!
It's been a strange weekend. Both busy and not so. I went out for a delicious meal for Ash's birthday where I foolishly ordered a jug of mango lassi. And drank it. All 8 glasses. To say I waddled to the pub to meet some other friends is a vast understatement. I waddled. In heels. I hope you all feel my pain. But we flaked out early (Dave to go to a mate's house to watch the football and me to go home and lounge around) and once I arrived back, I had this burst of energy. At 11pm. I spent the next 2 hours putting wash loads on, cleaning the kitchen and living room, folding and putting away two other loads of washing and straightening up the bedroom. Sometimes I worry about this whole being an adult thing.
Further proof about this adulting thing? That above paragraph reminded me that I hadn't put our duvet in the tumble dryer. adulthood :O
Drifting into geek territory today: I finished reading "Ouran High School Host Club" today. It feels a bit like the end of an era, I think it's been about 3 years that I've slowly been collecting it. There aren't very many full series I've collected. I think "Chobits" and "xXxholic" are the only other complete ones I own. I liked it, the Hikaru/Tamaki endgame was pretty apparent for a long while. I still loved it though. And the little touch towards the end with Hikaru and her father where he mentions how proud he is of her. There's been a lot of little sections throughout the series where I've teared up. Nothing's quite made me cry like some of the sections in "Fruits Basket" though. And I still haven't finished that either!
Right, I've been half-writing this for two hours. I need to go shower and my clothes ready for work in the morning. Toodles!