More Bah and more Humbug

[annwfyn]

Today has proven itself a failure. I went to Aldershot today with pierot. I saw a gorgeous big brass bed there a month and a half ago, and I had finally decided. I would buy it. I had my chequebook. I'd moved money into my current account. I was poised to spend.

I got there. I dropped jez off with his team. I went to the bed shop.

Some bastard bought the bed I wanted two days previous. And they didn't have any others and wouldn't be ordering any more in as they were changing their stock. Dream beds, in Guildford, may have the same bed, but the man behind the counter wasn't sure.

I sulked. And I pouted. And I cheered myself up by buying Fading Suns and 7th Sea books in the games shop next door where I found a new and shiney game which appears to have been partially written by time_for_tea which is very exciting. There were also thanks for fetket in the front cover. This was exciting.

But...but...but...bah! Bed! No bed! Damn them!

There should be laws about shops selling objects which are CLEARLY mine!

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[annwfyn.livejournal.com]

Well, I don't own a bed at the moment, my current bed* is slightly lacking in some reasonable significant bedlike qualities (and is falling apart a bit) and I have been thinking about getting a brass bedstead for a long time.

*ponders*

Sally's attention span does sometimes stay. I've remained of the opinion that my current boyfriend is rather shiney for over a year now, I'm still very fond of my tattoo which is about six years old now, and I really do like certain possessions of mine such as my patchwork quilt which I've had for ages. I'm quite bad at being distracted by sparklies, but I do rather like things long term. Sometimes.

And yes. In a sensible mood, I'll find another bed. I was mostly just mildly put out at it having been sold after I'd driven out to Aldershot to find it gone.


*Bed I sleep in, that is

[skinny-cartman.livejournal.com]

well I must admit you are doing okay on some fronts of your distractability disorder :-)

I'm glad you can still be sensible too, you seem to have been mildly stompy lately kinda worrying

[annwfyn.livejournal.com]

I've gotten LOADS better. I think I may have the powers of concentration of...ooooh...at least a five year.

I've been in an odd mood over the last couple of days, actually. I don't quite know why. Stressed and emotional and a bit ratty and I don't quite get it. It's very silly, because there's nothing that wrong. Life is mostly pretty good, although I am beginning to get a tad anxious about not being able to get temp work (apparently August is bad for temp work) and I've been hurting a lot - I seem to have knackered back and shoulders.

Bah. This weekend should hopefully be a nice and chilled out weekend, with cinema and not having to do too much and world will become a better place.