...is when you get invited to a super special advance screening of "Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire" and you can't go because you have to work.
Still, trying to come to some sort of arrangement with the good people at Roadshow.
Otherwise I'll have to line up with all the other plebs. Ugh.
JUST KIDDING! I would smile and tell John Howard I agreed with his policies to get in to see GoF. I'm just that much of a Harry Potter tragic. Or a sell-out. Whichever, who cares, just get me in to see the movie. ;)
Actually Greg - who's never read any of the Potter books despite my continued nagging to do so - has an uncanny ability to make reasonably clever predictions about future plot points and character developments. He would probably tell you it's because J.K. Rowling is totally derivative (he's got a point), and that if you read "Dark is Rising" 20 years ago you'd know it all already. But I just think he's being a clever-clogs. ;)
Meanwhile the house-hunting continues. It's a very frustrating process - because I'm trying to find something I will like, but something that my loved ones will also approve of and be happy to come visit. I have a sort of paranoia that people won't come visit me if the place is a) not centrally located and b) a shithole.
I just want to do the right thing. I guess that's the general motivation of my entire life at the moment.
I've also realised that I'm a 60-year-old boring woman in the body of a 25-year-old. How did I get this way? Probably listening to the incessant ramblings of 4BC listeners doesn't help. Since when did I become the enemy of fun? My gran sent me a postcard today from France, where she went to see the Bayeux tapestry. How is it that my octagenarian grandmother has more spirit than me? (and forget spirit, she's onto the champagne!)
So yes, I feel I'm now Little Miss Square - she doesn't like anyone to enjoy themselves. Well screw that. I'm going to try to have more fun.
But first of all, people need to accept that watching DVDs of Blackadder, Yes Minister, Kath and Kim and other comedies is TOTALLY fun. Dammit I'm going to stand up for that one.
But as to other things - well I'm going to try to loosen up a bit more. I wish I could launch headfirst into drinking, but let's face it, I'm too scaredy cat to do that. I'm going to move out one way or another soon enough and I'm going to have parties and board game nights and video nights and stuff.
But first of all, I'm going to go to a jelly-wrestling party in a few weeks - and dammit, I'm going to wrestle!
Now I just need to start training and find a costume...