Oh yes, there will be ducklings

About a fortnight ago, I made a Decision. I’d been feeling diffusely miserable for ages, and I was sick of it, so I decided to Stop It. I decided that what was required was a return to the devil-may-care, Pollyanna-shaming, never-failingly-optimistic, near-offensively Upbeat Attitude we all used to know and love/find incredibly irritating.

Best. Thing. Ever.

Everything since then has been great. And it wasn’t just that I had a good couple of weeks, either. A series of Minor Disasters, several Right Kerfuffles and one or two Utter Catastrophes have occurred since then, and each time, I’ve taken a deep breath and said “Oh well, it’s all for the best, I suppose. At least x-good-thing…”

I lost my favourite bracelet apparently forever but really for 2 days.

I didn’t get the job I’d set my heart on, but realised that I really quite like my actual job.

I was completely unable to do the stats in my assignment, but I got someone to help me and made a friend in the process, an adventure which also starred, in a supporting role, one of those Enormous Lollipops.

I realised, not once, not twice, but three times that my psychology report had been done in some completely wrong way and needed to be rethunk and rewritten, but I just did it, and I learned more as a result, and now it’s done at last.

I missed seeing The Devil Wears Prada with everyone, but Sylvia and I had a Quest to see it instead.

In short, Everything is Awesome.

Also, I’ve been playing a game called Killer, and I’m still alive, and have successfully struck twice so far.

Plus, I just finished reading one of thise Georgette Heyer books, and they really are great. This one had the usual dénouement/it-all-worked-out-in-the-end-scene/thingy at the end, which was, as usual great. But this one had an added bonus that for no apparent reason (although nicely supported in the plot), the author seems to have said to herself “this is great and all, but wouldn’t it be better with a bit more, I don’t know, adorableness? Actually, d’you know what’s adorable? Ducklings! Who doesn’t love ducklings? Everyone loves ducklings! Adorable duckling-featuring for all!” And just bunged them in to the last scene to run around the floor, getting underfoot and snuggling at people. It’s all just so absurdly wonderful.

Also, Tim’s nearly finished his thesis, and if it hasn’t killed him yet, I see no reason why it should now. Clearly it’s all going to be dandy, eventually. And not in too long a while, either.

And, and, I got a nice new dress. It’s red and white and summery and says Billabong on it in small letters somewhere, and it cost $70. I wasn’t sure, but I decided to buy it in the spirit of diffuse celebration, and Lo! When I got home that evening, Sylvia gave me $70 which she owed me which I’d forgotten about!
So it’s basically a Free dress! How cool is that? Iwore it today, and it was very comfortable, and although I got a dreadful tummy ache for no apparent reason this afternoon, it wasn’t the dress’ fault, and then the tummy ache went away all by itself anyway! Huzzah!

Merry October, peoples.

P.S.: My computer just crashed, but Just After I’d saved my post! I’ve been writing essays constantly for weeks until today! If that had happened at any time in the last 2 months, it would have been an Awful Catastrophe, but as it was, nada! You see? Life smiles upon us.

Also, I have a fringe now. I wasn’t sure at first, but now I begin to grow quite fond of it. Do be sure to notice it if you see me. Not many people do (notice it), which probably is a good thing in a fringe. I don’t think I’d want a “Dear God! She sure does have a fring now. My word, yes!”-sort of fringe. So, yeah. :D

Or ought that be “:D now, with a fringe? Mayhap not. Hmmm…


P.P.S.: Also, today we had a Baking Day! Sylvia and I (Catie being in Canberra) made (it being a rainy Sunday and Sylvia having an essay due tomorrow) these things, this afternoon: a great many Delicious Biscuits, Homemade Custard, a Golden Pudding, an enormous quantity of Tiny Meringues with flaked almonds on them, and an experimental Coq Au Vin Pie. Oh, and we had bacon and egg sandwiches, too. Mmmmm…

Deliciousness abounds!

Plus, yesterday evening, having run out of book, I read an old fanfic, and rediscovered (once again) how Truly Marvellous Emphatic Capitalisation can be. I submit for your perusal these two small paragraphs. Genius I say!

“ Fleetingly the thought crossed Draco’s mind that Potter had a Very Good Point. His scowl deepened. “Honestly, Potter, now that I’ve got you here do you think I’d let you go? Ha! A-hahaha!”

(Fleetingly the thought crossed Harry’s mind that what he had taken all these years for Pure Malice was by all appearances merely Amateur Theatrics.) ”

Man, it just doesn’t get any more neat than this kind of thing.