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we're all quite faint!
Dec. 24th, 2006 02:59 pmy'gads... I am at avoidcon1 today. I got up at 10:30 to start tidying ths house and have done less than an hours worth of actual house cleaning. I have eaten a whole pile of walnuts and delightful snowman shaped wendsledale. I worn a sombrero and false moustache. I've even spent over an hour and a half playing the piano (caused by cleaning up the stuff that was on the lid combined with being suprised I could still play the guitar when I was in birmingham). I've lost the sheet music to moonlight sonata though which a tad annoying. I even wrote some music (curse you D minor why do you haunt me so..?) I suspect I'll have moved onto christmas carols soon - there has already been singing. Good job I'm in the house by myself and I assume the neighbours, being students, are away. I hope they are....
ah well. it will get done. there'll be some sort of mad cleaning urge that poings me out of bed at about 8am tomorrow morning before we go to xmas breakfast at mavis' house. I have 6 dinner guests now, the maximum quantity I can seat at the dinner table: me, geof, tim, jen, brad and james. should be pleasant. I think other people are heading round after dinner for the evening session and I have yet more people round on boxing day.
last night was cold! very cold! attempted to dance away the cold (including an almost certainly cringeworth amount of booty shaking to baby's got back with beckie and blouse - "I like big butts and I can't deny...") got some fabbo gifts - inc a penny pushing machine from tim and jen, a war of the worlds live (complete with giant tripod) dvd from baby red and a terrible 'alternative favorites' karaoke cd from andy and sam. ha! there will be bad singing in the house of orange!
anyhoo. I'm procrastinating again. damn yous internets with your stuff to do that isn't work!
aw. dang. curse you windows media player. wicked game by chris issac makes me all sad. damn now I shall mope and do even less housework. poot. sod it I'm digging out my melancholy cd.
EDIT: happy birthday to my lovely ex-housemate Kaye and to Mr Northen Vixen - James.
ah well. it will get done. there'll be some sort of mad cleaning urge that poings me out of bed at about 8am tomorrow morning before we go to xmas breakfast at mavis' house. I have 6 dinner guests now, the maximum quantity I can seat at the dinner table: me, geof, tim, jen, brad and james. should be pleasant. I think other people are heading round after dinner for the evening session and I have yet more people round on boxing day.
last night was cold! very cold! attempted to dance away the cold (including an almost certainly cringeworth amount of booty shaking to baby's got back with beckie and blouse - "I like big butts and I can't deny...") got some fabbo gifts - inc a penny pushing machine from tim and jen, a war of the worlds live (complete with giant tripod) dvd from baby red and a terrible 'alternative favorites' karaoke cd from andy and sam. ha! there will be bad singing in the house of orange!
anyhoo. I'm procrastinating again. damn yous internets with your stuff to do that isn't work!
aw. dang. curse you windows media player. wicked game by chris issac makes me all sad. damn now I shall mope and do even less housework. poot. sod it I'm digging out my melancholy cd.
EDIT: happy birthday to my lovely ex-housemate Kaye and to Mr Northen Vixen - James.
