Starting to feel better

Today was colossally shitty. I think I spent about 13 hours having the shit hammered out of me. This lovely trial of a day culmanated in a three hour long meeting where all the hammering came to a beautiful ass beating crescendo.

I got home an hour and a half ago and have been slowly making my way back to being human. Amid chaos, I am always glad to see some kind of constant. One is Hugh Grant. I am happily sitting here watching what may have taken Love Actually's place as my favorite Hugh Grant movie. Notting Hill. It's because of Spike, the flatmate. He's just delightful. I love the typical Hugh Grant character. Complete lack of pride and shame, hopelessly dorky. Stumbles over the exact right thing to say.

I'm laying in bed and drinking a glass of wine while I do this. On top of that, I'm knitting a beret. Yes, it could be defined as raspberry. It is definitely lovely and made out of gorgeous yarn.

Despite my shit day, I am glad I can count on several things to easily bring me around. Hugh Grant, red wine, yarn.

Comments

[kellypea]

Sorry about your shit day. I haven't had one of those in a while, but it's because I'm a slacker now. Hugh Grant has always been a favorite as is Notting Hill -- and yes, because of Spike and a lot of other goofy thing. I'm embarrassed to say how many times I've seen that movie.

[aejr]

"I think I spent about 13 hours having the shit hammered out of me. This lovely trial of a day culmanated in a three hour long meeting where all the hammering came to a beautiful ass beating crescendo."

I have to be honest. I know this is a weird thing to say for my first comment on your blog. But at first read, this doesn't sound so bad. ;)

[Karen]

Funny - I have to kind of agree with aejr :0) At any rate, I hope things are looking way up.

[Kelly O]

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