I ache

[supertinks]

This is the part of events that is very strange. I've got home (after a much more pleasant train journey than the one that took me there on friday) and am now sat in my dressing gown, feeling all manky, covered in green paint and sweat and mud, aching in a million and one different places and with my brain dribbling out of my ears from plot overload.

I'm struggling to think of why any of these are good things. But at the same time I've had a great weekend and really enjoyed myself lots.

I'm starting to feel kinda depressed about the prospects of life in the next month till renewal though - early morning starts, working all day, being alone all evening making larp kit, seeing noone bar beaver (and him hardly ever at all).. I desperately need more people around here...