Invigoration

A few things happened to me over this weekend. The most major was, of course, getting to see my baby cousin, Lily, for the first time ever, and she's the cutest, nay, the wutest thing you ever set eyes on. The weekend was full of awesomeness - at least, to me.

We went up into the hills and pretended to build a snowman. We could have actually done it, but - oddly enough - it was bloody cold. So we all stood by one that someone else built and had our photo taken, before nipping off down the pub.

I honestly felt like it had been years since I last saw them, although in all honesty it wasn't that long ago - I think at Mike's 40th, but I'm nto entirely sure. I was glad of the opportunity to talk to them, though. I still haven't managed to find out anything concrete as regards the Eidos placement, but hope, as they say, springs eternal.


But yeah. Adventures were had on the train back, too. Because when I got to Stockport, I was informed that actually, I'd have to wait an hour and a half for a bus that would take me back. And it'd take another hour and a half to get there.

Sod that.

So back I trudged, smacking someone round the face with a Jump Britain poster by mistake (an excellent present from Mike), although I won't say it wasn't funny. And had a short chat with someone from Sheffield who was making his way into Macc, by coincidence.


There really isn't much else to report, I don't think,l other than being back at home and actually doing something has made me feel rather active and happy again. I must make a note to feel happy more often. More to come, as soon as I think of it.