Weekend update

The party went very well, I think. Thanks to everyone who came, especially people who helped out over my protestations, and who wore something in theme. I think everyone had fun, and much mead was drunk, and it was nice to see I'd got to know more nice poeple I hadn't invited to a party before, and there were many amusing quotes I unfortunately can't remember any of, but no lesbian orgies :( :)

It's shallow, but seeing nearly twenty people who want to come makes me feel loved :) I must actually have invited nearly sixty, including people who would never be able to come, and I *could* have fit them in my flat, but it's probably good that half of people have something else planned :) I think Katie had about that many to her birthday, but being in an orchestra is cheating :)

But I woke up too early on sunday, and the ideal cycle of "nap for an hour, drink water for an hour" was interrupted by the cycle into town, so I'm still not quite caught up on sleep this morning. I was supposed to visit Justin in london, but when I got to the station (in 20 minutes, which was quite convenient), trains had been replaced by buses, with "significant increase in journey times", so I postponed, and went to browse broders and spod instead. Where I met many other people who had had or were going to have had the same problem.

I'm getting moderately au fait cycling. I'm comfortable starting off with people behind me, even up hills, and changing gears with slipping the chain off (doh!), and steering through narrow gaps. And I'm very slowly getting fitter :)

I didn't get a chance for much writing, but felt what I did have was going well. I cleaned up a lot of Rec Herb, and thought a lot about how I want to start Azrael.

One pointless depression and fuzzies fluff post, with metaphors that need metaphors to explain them

I felt depressed for the first time in ages[1]. And then I went back and read the list of things people liked or admired about me, and felt all warm and fuzzy and worthwhile :) I love you all. And I highly recommend using that meme yoruself :)

Normal sarcastic CartesianDaemon will be resumed shortly[2] :)

[1] I'm not sure why. I think being happy's like an unstable equilibrium[4]: constant little nudges keep you there, but if you fall off you have to work hard to get it back. And being unhappy's like a stable equilibrium. And if you were, say, suicidal, that would be a big black hole -- literally, in the happiness phase space -- a bit off to one side.
[2] I feel I'm owed one pointless depression and fuzzies fluff post. I try to not do any others[3] ever, really.
[3] Unless it's funny or instructive :)
[4] Which is like sitting on a tall pole. When my metaphors need metaphors to explain them, maybe I shouldn't use them[3].
[5] Look, footnote shenanigans! :) Don't panic, pedants, that was a joke, not a mistake.