I think I might have a black eye tomorrow and if anyone asks, as I cannot tell a lie, I am going to have to say my computer hit me.
Tonight I choose to blog from a prone position on the sofa so I shouldn’t be surprised that said instrument isn’t quite so stable on my lap as it would be were it on the desk. Here I was, with one eye on the TV and the other on the blogs of the day.. and before you know it *Thwack* Dell is leaping off the lap and onto my face.
In actual fact, the circumstances surrounding Dell leaping off my lap and into my face were complete distraction at the prospect of Bliss having a tantrum.
Now, you must understand that this is monumental. Bliss wasn’t actually HAVING a tantrum, she was simply TALKING about it… This whole prospect is so startling because Bliss is the NICEST person I have ever met, a phlegmatic in the truest sense of the word and totally lovely, the kind of girl who makes one feel like a complete b*tch in comparison.
She has to go to work tonight and do a night shift and clearly is not in the mood to leave the house late at night and in the rain.
However, having decided that it is pointless having a tantrum she gave up on the prospect leaving me disappointed, I think a Bliss tantrum would be quite the spectacular finish to her time in the flat…
By the way, if you have a moment, could you offer up a prayer? Bliss will be gone in a week to 10 days and the girl I thought was going to replace her bailed today… “Not Happy Jan”
(Both for a roommate and your eye!)