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I did not have a relaxing evening at home. The flat has eaten my Sellotape. I ripped up a sticky-label and used that to wrap Francesca's present for the Secret Santa thing. Then again, a Sellotape-eating flat doesn't surprise me. I'm actually surprised that some of the mess in the flat hasn't evolved enough to start raiding the fridge. I have got to clean that place up a little before I leave for Montreal.
Then again, it's not going to happen this weekend. If things go according to the general plan, I won't even see the inside of the flat between about 5:00 pm tonight and midnight Sunday. I wouldn't even be doing that if it weren't for the fact that I had no desire to haul wrapping paper, Christmas presents (well, at least the ones for Andy, Claire, Simson, Toos, Kat and Mark are already taking up drawer space in Enfield), gaming stuff and changes of clothes all over God's creation. I will run errands, go home, pick up my crap and leave South London for another weekend of madness.
Saturday is Dragonmeet and Colchester. I have to meet more people. I actually have to meet more people. Crap. And neither of the people I actually invited along to Dragonmeet can go. Monkeynuts.
And of course, the therapy and the rest of it means I miss the Secret Santa dealie so I'll have to get my present on Monday. If the other girls really do open my present like they're threatening to, I'm going to be very upset -- I don't care what I get so long as I also get the opportunity to open it for myself.
Thess
Then again, it's not going to happen this weekend. If things go according to the general plan, I won't even see the inside of the flat between about 5:00 pm tonight and midnight Sunday. I wouldn't even be doing that if it weren't for the fact that I had no desire to haul wrapping paper, Christmas presents (well, at least the ones for Andy, Claire, Simson, Toos, Kat and Mark are already taking up drawer space in Enfield), gaming stuff and changes of clothes all over God's creation. I will run errands, go home, pick up my crap and leave South London for another weekend of madness.
Saturday is Dragonmeet and Colchester. I have to meet more people. I actually have to meet more people. Crap. And neither of the people I actually invited along to Dragonmeet can go. Monkeynuts.
And of course, the therapy and the rest of it means I miss the Secret Santa dealie so I'll have to get my present on Monday. If the other girls really do open my present like they're threatening to, I'm going to be very upset -- I don't care what I get so long as I also get the opportunity to open it for myself.
Thess
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Date: 2003-12-12 03:07 am (UTC)And I am really beginning to dislike office Secret Santa's...
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Date: 2003-12-12 03:23 am (UTC)And why hate office Secret Santas?
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Date: 2003-12-12 03:39 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-12-12 03:59 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-12-12 04:23 am (UTC)heheheh
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Date: 2003-12-13 06:44 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-12-12 09:00 am (UTC)Sorry to pull out - I would if I could, but I can't. Hope you have a good time this weekend, and remember to breathe! ^_^
- THM
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Date: 2003-12-13 07:42 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-12-15 08:51 am (UTC)Application has been made. But if you're going to rubber-stamp me, be gentle and please, not in my bathing suit area. ^_^