Sick with Happiness

I am in love. The Mighty Boosh. Happiness with a capital H.

I found series three on YouTube the other day (cue happy-attack!) I watched the first six episodes one after the other, I can feel my throat swelling up just thinking about it, I think it's killing me.

Anyway, after I watched the first six ep's, morning after, I was a right mess, weak, lightheaded, I could just about crawl from one side of the room to the other. Much better now, though I do want to dance and vomit and laugh and roll around in jelly. And sing the Bouncy Bouncy song. Not at the same time though. Or in any particular order.

What I did find immensely disappointing though, was that when I went back after I'd recovered my hangover, there weren't anymore episodes!!! I was sure there were some more, I mean six episodes? That's it? What's that about?! I need more, I'll get withdrawals. I'll scream.....

Ah, spring! It is almost here and it's only March, I wasn't expecting it at all to be honest. Last year the first day of June was sun-stroke type weather, last day of May was The Day After Tomorrow. Spring was, quite literally, non-existant. Now, however, the sun makes it's feeble appearence every now and then and the clouds idley spray us with needle sized drizzle before drifting off somewhere else leaving cheerful patches of bluey blue. And Mom is dancing. As always. I never really noticed how mental she was until I left for Bjerkely and everyone kept staring at me and I realised I also had lost it. Yes, life can be good.

Here..

I have been sitting here for many hours now, half surfing, half trying to think of something witty and interesting for my first blog.....
Still haven't got anything. Mom got here first, though only because she was 'ill and sofa-ridden' I think it was.

I am now going to bed. Though I'm not all that tired, I can feel something closing down inside me. Probably the fact that I've been on my newly resurrected computer all day. Quite literally, after emptying the dishwasher.

Night all.

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