I’m actually a bit high on life at the moment. The last three days have been really, overly, incredibly positive.
I’ve got an awful lot of work done over the last few days, so it’s pay day shortly. On top of that I’ve powered through a lot of my own personal projects as well, and I’m in a position where I’m just about ready to publish one of my really long-anticipated works. Like, I’ve been working on this project since last year and it’s still chugging along. Like, it’s going to be massive.
I also bought proper web hosting again, because on Saturday my personal web server’s getting packed in a box and moved to a data centre with 256k upstream. This is obviously not ideal, but the up-side is that my blog and various other sites won’t be knocked out of existence whenever my ‘net connection hiccoughs. Everything’ll be running slightly slower though until I can get some optimisations in.
Pocture of one of my new t-shirts.
I also bought shirts! About a year and a half ago Rach gave me a voucher for Threadless, and I still haven’t used it. Tonight I went through and found three (three!) awesome shirts that I probably won’t look fat in. This is becoming an increasingly difficult feat as I become increasingly fatter, but once I’ve got myself sorted in my new place I figure it’s an awesome time to break my dependency on comfort foods.
I also picked up today’s shirt.woot because I was in e-retail-therapy mode and I’ve been wanting to buy myself mock-cheap things for a while now.
Tatey and I organised lunch for tomorrow which I’m also looking forward to. I don’t get to see him enough, and it’s both our faults; mine because I couldn’t be arsed trekking all the way over to the south side, and his because he’s always busy anyway. If I wasn’t on such a life high, I’d be stressing because I accidentally left the majority of my clothes at my parents’, but instead I’m probably going to take the opportunity to wear one of my long-neglected casual collared cotton numbers with some daggy jeans.
“Whatever,” is Ashley’s new flavour.
In other news I’ve been getting lots of compliments today, and I’m feeling really good about myself. This is such an odd feeling, and I’m half expecting somebody to jump out and yell “surprise you suck!” with a high definition video camera to capture the glimmer of every bitter tear, as I crumple sobbing into a heap. The other — more reasonable half — expects that having had the week off, the monotony of life will merely reassert itself again with excessive force through bank fees, the inability to find a nice pair of shoes, and/or surprising flat tyres.
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