A night on my floor

Tonight was actually a great deal of fun, because Clare and Colleen came over, sat on my floor for three hours and made me laugh till it actually hurt. They were bringing Hannah with them, but fate intervened and it was not to be. In lieu of her, they brought a certain discovery with them. People may or may not be aware that Hannah calls me "Birdy"; it's a play off Raven, fairly obviously, and amuses me no end. Anyway, Colleen entered it into her phone with Nokia predictive texting enabled. I fell about laughing. It's perfect.

So that was fun. But the mental health day was not conducive to my mental health, results day is tomorrow, and quite frankly I'm sick of being miserable. As well as making wanky comments-disabled posts, I'm also now offending people whom I have no desire to offend simply because I'm feeling and being horrible, and I'd rather not do that. I'm going to delete my last couple of entries and then stop posting in LJ for a while; I may post the fic-commentaries I've had festering for a while, but that's it.

For a while, anyway. Until the mood lifts and I'm a nicer person to be around. I'm glad the Lesbian Odd Couple were here tonight. They remain entirely brilliant.