Return Of The King

At last, I return from my holiday, free to blog once more! Been up since 0700 because travelling is cruel to me, even if I do love the ferry, but I'm only now sitting down to write this at 2226 out of sheer laziness < inexplicably still sleepy.

All in all, I've had a very good time :3. We took the cat, which turned out to be a terrible decision because she loathed each and every moment spent outside of her natural habitat, so I spent much more time than I'd anticipated worrying about her instead of chilling. And received the heartbreaking news that the pink grapefruit diffuser is being discontinued, which means hiding this last one away for a rainy day. But I swam, I saw four different horses, and I bought another handful of postcards for myself; which is pretty much everything you can ask for in a holiday :].

God, it's good to be back though! I will not miss all those fucking clegs! I think we all had a good time. My sister was happy this week, and if she's happy, I'm happy. Well, as happy as one can be when there's approximately a metric ton of other peoples luggage to trip over in the hallway. Good days indeed.