Saw the film 'Up' today with my nephew and it was rather enjoyable.
Won a metal double bed on ebay for £34 to go in the spare room and had a very good session at the gym.

A cup of tea and some peppermint Aero to finish off and not a bad day.
( girlinthehole, Sun 1 Nov 2009, 19:58, 13 replies, latest was 16 years ago)

Hurrah for good days.
I'm moving into my new shithole basement apartment this afternoon. Other events are also making me amazingly happy...

If I wasn't so hungover this would be the best day ever.
( wanderlust, Sun 1 Nov 2009, 20:02, Reply)

Dinner in the oven, house party with nomsome chili, and a working washing machine
(laying aside the fact the contractor pulled out all the sock fluff, £1.70 in change and hair, and deposited it in a wet heap in my mixing bowl) have made this weekend full of win. Can't decide if I'm doing NaNoWriMo or just fucking about in Word, though.
( Maladicta, Sun 1 Nov 2009, 20:11, Reply)

I've had a whole week of crap,
including the death of my lovely Nan.
But hoorah for fucking ace friends who always seem to rescue me from gloom.
( thealternativefact, Sun 1 Nov 2009, 20:44, Reply)

Fuckin' hell Clenders I'm sorry to hear that.
*hug*
( Maladicta, Sun 1 Nov 2009, 20:45, Reply)

Cheers, lovely.

( thealternativefact, Sun 1 Nov 2009, 20:47, Reply)

Sorry to hear that hon : (

( girlinthehole, Sun 1 Nov 2009, 20:50, Reply)

Thank you.
Where would I be without my lovely b3ta friend who waited patiently for me to speak because I was tired and pissed off and standing at a bus stop in town, blubbing down the phone at him and being all incoherent? Eh? Still at the bus stop, that's where.
Fucking crappy 29s.
( thealternativefact, Sun 1 Nov 2009, 21:17, Reply)

*HUGS*
that's shit, that is. Nans are ace.
( The Light in Chains don't touch the Pope's boner, Sun 1 Nov 2009, 21:26, Reply)

They are.
One Nan was a very badly-behaved, outspoken alcoholic with a keen sense of fun.
This Nan was a kind, nature-walks, camping, let's-jump-in-puddles type.
I got lucky with my Nans.
( thealternativefact, Sun 1 Nov 2009, 21:34, Reply)

Both excellent examples
Once you get to Nan status you get to be who you are but without worrying what you should be doing or what people will think, I reckon.
( The Light in Chains don't touch the Pope's boner, Sun 1 Nov 2009, 21:51, Reply)

^ This
When I am an old lady I will be utterly mental and no one will be able to complain because I will be old. I'd rather not go down my nan's route of having 20 cats though...
( Maladicta, Sun 1 Nov 2009, 22:01, Reply)

My lovely nan dies twenty years ago and I still miss her.
My horrible nan is still alive and still tries to cause trouble.
( girlinthehole, Sun 1 Nov 2009, 22:06, Reply)

My lovely nan died when I was 13 and the one who is still alive used to be lovely.
She is now a cantankerous old cow who criticises everyone and has the aforementioned 20 cats who piss, moult and shit on everything... lovely.
( Maladicta, Sun 1 Nov 2009, 22:12, Reply)