then, life being life, a call is received at 7am in the morning to go watch mamma mia at 10.25, but departure from home is to be in t-minus 15 minutes if you want a lift from very obliging parents of slightly crazy friend :D. this is followed by absently discarding conservative underwear for electric blue sequined semi-thongs-- with white shorts.
oh, and of course, the piece de resistance, also termed the moment of dawning epiphany: dithering over whether to bring the laptop with oneself for lessons later, only to decide at the last moment to leave it at home sleeping and to realise, some 50 seconds later (too late to go back to the house), that the charger is in your bag, and that on hindsight (literally) the electric blue sequinned semithong was a bad, bad, bad idea. not the cleverest of things to do.
BUT: as bill anderson in mamma mia said, "spontaneity, spontaneity, spontaneity" (or something to greatly similar effect). the gods favour the foolish. mamma mia is an excellent movie, and if anyone would volunteer to get me the soundtrack i would be quasi-eternally grateful. best movie date i've had in AGES hahaha. helped that the theatre was small and nice and cozy and there weren't too many people to hear us either guffawing or commenting or chocolate-chewing. i smiled all the way, except when i cried. and even when i cried i was smiling, sort of. yes, yes, i cried at mamma mia. hi, i cry at everything, even a rendition of huang fei hong on the guzheng. what did you expect?
a lovely song from yesteryear is being piped into the artificial happy-housed constructs of my current environs. "oh, think twice, cos it's another day in paradise". nobody said paradise was perfect, but maybe this is as good as it gets.
although i would definitely like to turn down the crankiness, seeing as i smarmed me marm after she commented rather loudly on the unsightly state of my face after handing me my laptop. so much for regrets during mamma mia's mother-daughter moment.
the winner takes it all