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Nov. 25th, 2009 11:16 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
redfiona99So I get home to be told that I've just missed an argument between my housemate and his girlfriend - really, is it any wonder I stay in the lab as much as possible - and then, at about 12.15 am I get a knock on my door, from said housemate, asking how me tidying my room was going. I was good, and didn't answer with my first thought which was 'your mother sucks cocks in hell, now go away', mostly because his mother is lovely and doesn't deserve me doing that. I answered, honestly, that I had moved some stuff around.
And yet, I am not peeved or pissed off because I am still in the middle of post comedy glow. Which is mildly ridiculous. But that was one of the really cool things about it, Ed Byrne managed to convey a feeling of 'good pub evening' to everyone and it has stuck despite my housemate's (and work's) efforts.
And yet, I am not peeved or pissed off because I am still in the middle of post comedy glow. Which is mildly ridiculous. But that was one of the really cool things about it, Ed Byrne managed to convey a feeling of 'good pub evening' to everyone and it has stuck despite my housemate's (and work's) efforts.
