These are a few of my favourite things
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I find myself having phases of being unbelievably happy and unaccountably upset lately. It's like I really HAVE regressed into puberty. I'm at home alone, having had a few drinks with my family at dinner tonight (our fortnightly family dinner meetup) and my lighbulb just blew out. I'm not sober enough to fix it, even if I had a replacement, so I'm sitting up by the light of a few candles, my monitor and a lava lamp. I can feel myself getting sad again so I'm going to list things that have made me happy lately.
- A warm Sunday afternoon, lying in the late sunlight slanting through my window (open for the first time in months), curled up on top of Ben and laughing at his terrible puns
- The moment of a cosplay when you try it on and it's not perfect, it's not complete yet, but the silhouette is there, the blocks of colour are in place and you get crazy excited even though there's still so much to do.
- A good old-fashioned dungeon crawl in D&D. We're starting up a new campaign, level 1 characters, 3.5e, I'm rocking a gnome bard and yes, I'm slightly useless in combat but it's pretty good fun. Prestidigitation is the best spell.
- Fandoms that are horrifically embarassing and incredibly entertaining in one fell swoop.
- Manifest. Even though it's not what it used to be, and I'm not what I used to be (I remember the days back at Melbourne Uni, I'd never felt so not alone) it still makes me ridiculously happy.
- Walking down Flinders Street one Friday night, arm-in-arm with Claire, a woman tangentially related to my D&D group, singing Savage Garden songs at the top of our lungs.
- Jasmine plants now peek over fences at no less than three places on my walk to work. I stop at each one to smell them every morning, and sometimes I pick a flower and squeeze the drop of sweet nectar out of the stem. There's a promise of summer in that smell and that taste.
I find myself having phases of being unbelievably happy and unaccountably upset lately. It's like I really HAVE regressed into puberty. I'm at home alone, having had a few drinks with my family at dinner tonight (our fortnightly family dinner meetup) and my lighbulb just blew out. I'm not sober enough to fix it, even if I had a replacement, so I'm sitting up by the light of a few candles, my monitor and a lava lamp. I can feel myself getting sad again so I'm going to list things that have made me happy lately.
- A warm Sunday afternoon, lying in the late sunlight slanting through my window (open for the first time in months), curled up on top of Ben and laughing at his terrible puns
- The moment of a cosplay when you try it on and it's not perfect, it's not complete yet, but the silhouette is there, the blocks of colour are in place and you get crazy excited even though there's still so much to do.
- A good old-fashioned dungeon crawl in D&D. We're starting up a new campaign, level 1 characters, 3.5e, I'm rocking a gnome bard and yes, I'm slightly useless in combat but it's pretty good fun. Prestidigitation is the best spell.
- Fandoms that are horrifically embarassing and incredibly entertaining in one fell swoop.
- Manifest. Even though it's not what it used to be, and I'm not what I used to be (I remember the days back at Melbourne Uni, I'd never felt so not alone) it still makes me ridiculously happy.
- Walking down Flinders Street one Friday night, arm-in-arm with Claire, a woman tangentially related to my D&D group, singing Savage Garden songs at the top of our lungs.
- Jasmine plants now peek over fences at no less than three places on my walk to work. I stop at each one to smell them every morning, and sometimes I pick a flower and squeeze the drop of sweet nectar out of the stem. There's a promise of summer in that smell and that taste.