So, at 7:10 am today NiceHousemateLady, of rocky-but-fun-housemate-relationship fame, left Aggy — and me — for good. Hazel did the honours of driving her and P to the Airport, and I dutifully attached a helium USA flag balloon to her unusually light (connection?) monster suitcase and studiously made sure it would pop out in comedy fashion when the boot was opened at Terminal 3. I hope it did, anyway.
Very sad now.
Might've accidentally consumed 2.5 bottles of wine and 5 cans of Fosters between us :o/ (a logistical blunder, but that's never stopped either of us before) So we finished as we started, by having a wicked boozy chat from late evening until 1 am, just like the old days! Was absolutely brilliant :o)
Sniffle...
Lord Simon was a star, again, and sent me a good pick-me-up message just after 10 o'clock this morning. But I'm still dreading going back to Aggy tonight.
Might buy a new telly if funds level out next month. That might help cheer me up!
VERY very successful party on Friday night. Which was crucial, because I really wanted it to be quite warm and fuzzy and fun. And that's exactly how the vibe panned out. The This Is Your Life-style attendee list that Hazel, Fluff and I put together worked really well. Unlike the pi�ata, which took a heck of a beating before it broke at all. Very funny, though. Looking forward to the snaps appearing.
Sniffle...
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