I seem to be back in my shoes. I have been having fun, but have managed to get my head out of the sand just far enough to see that short term pleasure isn't the be all and end all, and so have been sloping off early from my social life (sorry nassus and sonicdrift!) and have caught up on sleep. Which is having the wonderful feedback loop of making everything far more fun.
It's been a good bank holiday weekend. It started early, with a no-coffee break with james_r on Friday. It's really nice getting to know the climbers better outside climbing. Then I cooked venison sausages and pork chops (indeciciveness is one of my great weaknesses) and went to see X men III. sevenstring was generous enough to loan me Angel I (I love the whole geek community / trust thing. I hope I get to put stuff back into the pot as well as leach out of it at some point) so M and I had an, err, productive day on Saturday watching Buffy, before going off to the Carlton to celebrate the improved location of both nassus and davethedog. Lovely to see everyone, and to lose at zen guess who most enjoyably. Left early (see first paragraph), and on Sunday morning I went to Wesley, and then to Jon and Sarah's for fabulous Sausage and Onion Mash, lots of very pleasent alcohol, and good games of Once Upon a Time, DoppleKoft, and Apples to Apples. I miss my housemates :-) Then on to Alison's party, where I was stunningly impressed by the house, the food, the company, and oooooh, the garden. Oh, the garden! It was so tempting. So tempting I, err, might have indulged in a little frolicking. I hope ewx has destroyed the evidence. Or made me an animated icon :-) And today I woke up early, the sun was shining, I ate two boiled eggs and a yogurt, oiled my bike, came into the whittle and found my coat. Yeah. Happy and sorted. I'm going to enjoy it while it lasts :-)
Listening to Q103 at the moment, the poor woman is trying to fill the monday morning traffic slot with "no traffic anywhere", which seems to be causing her some difficulty :-)