bugshaw | This week, I have been mostly:

going to the launderette, since

georgianafelis went to the ~~toilet~~ sofa on Monday. Am considering defriending her >:-(

Have also been for some long walks (e.g. to launderette - which turned out not to be there after all), cooked some nice food (carrot, parsnip, Oxford comma, and sweet potato soup, then a boat of marrow laden with savoury mince and topped with crispy mashed potato), played Zuma again (darn this mouse hand! I should cut it off!), and ironed all the way through South Pacific.

Went to see White Chicks at the cinema - if you liked Some Like It Hot but thought it didn't have enough fart gags, then this is the film for you! Naomi WINOLJ and I may make a habit of seeing feeble films on cheap Tuesdays (saving films with car chases to be watched with

major_clanger).

Wednesday is my "busy" day: Pilates class/gym; swap cheque for box of organic veg; lace-making class; RPGing (preceded today by putting captions to photos of Tartan: Restrung - the guilty have been identified); and some unplanned surreptitious sniffing of sofa cushions.

I am happy. Apparently you can be this while doing other things, e.g. Be happy while walking to an imaginary launderette with a rucksack full of loose covers that smell of cat urine, or Be happy while juggling three pans of cooking food. It's a habit I'm inclined to acquire.