Weekend at mum's & being a bit of a baby
Saturday, 8 November 2008 23:55![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rockfotzeBeen spending the weekend with mum, due to the fact I had a bunch of bills to pay and really, REALLY need to save money for this trip to Europe (which is in a mere five weeks, oh god). I am so, so broke now it's unbelievable. Had a nice time with mum, today we ran some errands while she had an open house this morning (her place is now up for sale) and then went to see Death Race which was awesome. Better than I expected even, and I had somee damn high hopes for it, too.
I feel kind of silly right now because I know everyone is out tonight, and I would love to be out too because I miss going out lots and am feeling left-out because only one person gave me a heads up that tonight was a big one and I just got a text from Daz asking why I wasn't out, to which I replied "I'm at mum's. No one ever tells me when they're heading out for a big one any more :(" which is pretty pathetic but well, that's what two glasses of wine does to me, I guess.
Oh well, enough of me being a baby, I'm going to have an early night to go on a nice, long walk with mum and the poodle in the morning.
EDIT: Something I've been meaning to post since Anthony told me about it the other day: I laugh in my sleep. Not just a chuckle or a giggle, HYSTERICAL LAUGHTER. I've woken him up twice now and he has to gently shake me for a few minutes until I stop and continue sleeping soundly. I thought this was the greatest thing ever. Sleep-laughing? So much more awesome than sleep-walking!
I feel kind of silly right now because I know everyone is out tonight, and I would love to be out too because I miss going out lots and am feeling left-out because only one person gave me a heads up that tonight was a big one and I just got a text from Daz asking why I wasn't out, to which I replied "I'm at mum's. No one ever tells me when they're heading out for a big one any more :(" which is pretty pathetic but well, that's what two glasses of wine does to me, I guess.
Oh well, enough of me being a baby, I'm going to have an early night to go on a nice, long walk with mum and the poodle in the morning.
EDIT: Something I've been meaning to post since Anthony told me about it the other day: I laugh in my sleep. Not just a chuckle or a giggle, HYSTERICAL LAUGHTER. I've woken him up twice now and he has to gently shake me for a few minutes until I stop and continue sleeping soundly. I thought this was the greatest thing ever. Sleep-laughing? So much more awesome than sleep-walking!
