Lazing on a monday afternoon

Yay for bizarre bank holidays no-one else gets (except Aberdeen, for some reason *waves at puddick).

The weekend so far has been a great success. Had a very lovely evening with Thesme on friday - in which there was NO NAKEDNESS despite what she may claim. There were, however, vets, demon cats, fizzy wine, Cider of Joye, ranting, Firefly (with added freezeframing to admire The Bottom) and also sherbert, courtesy of Unhurt.

Saturday there was much clutching of heads, confusing of waiters over the correct way to eat French Toast, and a very very silly disaster film. Then coming home to collapse on the sofa.

Sunday was Family Day, followed by moar sofa last night.

Today has been a day of Great Laziness, which will hopefully end fairly soon once I summon the energy to go have a shower and get on the road again, heading south to visit a good friend I have not seen in far too long. For more drinking, fizzy wines and cider. Hurrah!
I should really get to that, given i meant to leave 15 minutes ago, and i'm still not dressed...