22/10/05

God, I wish I wasn't such a coward.

So many people seem to look forward to things like this (though I can't believe they all enjoy it as much as they say they do). But I hate it so much! I'm so scared of things changing it's stupid...

I've spent the day dividing our stuff up into 'mine' and 'Gerard's' and 'mine that I will be leaving round Gerard's because I have way more stuff than will ever fit into one room'. Which has, of course, been pretty depressing - apart from 'so that's where that damn thing went' moments. Oh, and ... ahem ... reviewing my comics collection - it always takes me a ridiculous amount of time to pack books because I end up flicking through them, and before I know it I'm halfway through my Finder back-catalogue and it's 10pm. I'm taking a much depleted selection with me (my comics collection will now be in three different places which is most annoying. My Bone collection has been sitting all alone in my parents house for months now - I was hoping to rescue it soon, but that doesn't look likely in the current circs) and I wasn't going to take all the Finders ... but I cracked.
Things haven't been so bad, I guess (though I couldn't lie in this morning as I started feeling sick). Have been cheering myself up by buying lots of my favourite food (roast duck with pancakes, oh yeah...), going to see Serenity, re-reading Howl's Moving Castle for the miiiiillonth time and reading Girl Genius (yeah, I know everyone else in the world has read it already - but I haven't. Stupid me. It's good.)

First day on Monday. Wish me luck. Actually, don't - wish me luck for the second day, which going by previous experience is always far worse.

P. S. Okay, okay, I know everyone else is going to say this - but I can't believe the first bird to die of bird flu (possibly) in Britain was a parrot. I mean, come on.