Anyway, then J, bless him, decided that he was well and didn't want the bucket near him - only to throw up everywhere of course. Cue another trip out to get the carpet cleaner from my house.
But all is saved. kissycat1000 and I watched Howl's Moving Castle tonight courtesy of my sister, which I now realise I hadn't seen before. I am beginning to feel my sanity returning, like warmth to frostbitten fingers. I haven't yet mentioned that after doing some research at the end of last week I finally drove to Bristol on Saturday morning with ev1ldonut to meet dylan and bought myself a new camera - a Canon G9. I'm glad I bought it before this week otherwise I could never have justified it with the current uncertainty. I've really been enjoying playing around with it, and tonight I took a macro picture:
My destiny feels like its back in my hands again. I'm sure it was really all along, but it's difficult to see that when someone more senior than you whose judgement you trust tells you that you're wrong.