I have just thrown my brother's guitar hero to the ground in a childish sulk (Cliffs of Dover on Hard caused this) so I am relying on Austin Powers: Goldmember to cheer me up. After singing along to 'Daddy wasn't there' just now; I feel a little better. The meet-up yesterday went really well, I had a lovely time despite feeling so sick and anxious on the district line that I was thought I was going to faint by Earl's Court. A tourist glanced at my pale, wide-eyed face and slowly moved to another seat. Harsh, but fair.
I thought everyone was completely wonderful at the meet-up; and I got a present that left me completely speechless and I have yet to take it off. However, when I meet up with strangers I usually spend the trip home feeling like I just sat a 'social exam' and I am waiting for the results. Yesterday made no exception, so thank-you my self-esteem for hitting a new low.
Today I have been bored and sulky, so I indulged myself in fics and Ella Fitzgerald. Ooh, Yesterday one of my friends, knowing my hopelessly romantic nature, got me a little frog in a box, which after 72 hours, water and magic turns into a PRINCE! The instructions are in German, she is from Austria and she kindly wrote out the instructions in English for me.To say I am excited about the transformation is an understatement. I have yet to take my eyes off of him. I took some photos:
I'm not sure what to call him...