Yay Finding Nemo. Yay Mary Renault and Greg Egan for writing good books and keeping me entertained on long journeys.
Yay seeing
Yay evening with
Yay finally making it to Brighton, yay styles of architecture that belong on top of cakes. Yay Romeo & Juliet. Yay my parents. Yay Screwy and Screwy's ultra swish flat and housemates and carers. Yay my parents again, this time for doing me a massive favour by driving miles out of their way to get me to a party.
Multiple yays for
Yay sleepovers. Yay even though I didn't get nearly enough sleep. But it was worth it because I didn't have to break off any good conversations to go home, and indeed more good conversations continued in the morning. And also because circumstances combined (with a gratefully appreciated helping hand from
Yay London being pretty at sunset, and yay black swans and other ex-colonial wildlife in London parks.
Yay
Yay the whole of Scotland being covered with highly photogenic frost as I was travelling home this morning. Yay being back on LJ.
Ugh, this meta-blogging is a very bad habit. But at least I have some reminders to myself of all the stuff I want to talk about. And I really need to start catching up on the sleep I've not been getting while all this fun was going on.