Safety Lights Are For Dudes

This weekend has been a bit weird. Aside from the major Up of the Cheeky Girls Birthday Bash last night (which was an absolute riot, and I haven't enjoyed myself at work so much for ages) there have been various struggles and crises and injuries and general downery things which have all conspired to make me want to curl up in a ball and cry. However, I am not giving in. There follows, therefore, a list of lovely things which have made me smile today:

• Miss Holly, who does the bestest hugs
• Charlie Brooker, who really ought not to read Andrew Hickey's latest post in case his brain implodes.
• My daddy, who can do more with a couple of carefully placed words in an email than most people can with a tome
• Will Howells' lyrical genius
• The Twin Dilemma coming out on DVD tomorrow - props to Daddy Alex for the news - with a Special Feature called Stripped for Action - The Sixth Doctor fnarr fnarr
• And, as always, my lovely matgb, who is my rock, and who is making popcorn for us to watch Blake's 7 with. I'd be a lot crazier if it weren't for him ♥ Sometimes I look back to old blog posts before I knew him. Gods, I was miserable. And, no matter what my current financial tribulations... Well, I'd rather be poor and happy than rich and miserable. Neither of us is any good with money, and I don't think either of us ever will be, but we have each other, and we have our friends, and that's worth more than any amount of money. Of course, given the choice, I'd have both... ;)

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