girlofprey

My new mattress is here. We spent last night talking about when it might come, and if maybe they'd bring it up the stairs for us, and maybe take the old one away. In the end it was the least helpful delivery it could possibly have been. First off, I was in bed and mum was out - I set my alarm for 8, but I did not get up, my sleep has been fucked up this week and I was too tired. So they knocked and I had to jump out of bed - the bed we were hoping they might take away a few minutes hence. And then the guy was at the back door, rather than the front, which opens right at the bottom of the stairs, which would make it way more convenient for us (though admittedly, not for him). And then he just said "I've got a delivery for you", and then walked off, and I wasn't even sure it was the mattress at that point, it was just one guy. But then he dragged an obviously mattress-shaped cardboard box onto the patio and got it up through the door and pushed it into the kitchen. Then he just had me sign a thing and was gone.

So now it's just sitting downstairs, in a big box. We're going to have to move a bunch of furniture to get it into the stairwell, so my mum suggested we not do any of that until my dad gets home. And then we'll have an old mattress we won't know what to do with. But! I will have a new mattress. To sleep on. Hurrah. And to be honest - even though the stairs are going to be tricky - it's going to be way easier for me than trying to clear my bedroom floor so there's a clear path between the door and the bed, and strip the sheets off my old mattress, while deliverymen wait on the landing for me to do it and I'm still half asleep. Will let you know how it goes tonight. Or, I'll be asleep.

I finished The Division. The Division is a hell of a game, but it makes my eyes hurt. It's a cover shooter, which means you spend most of your time shooting at people and jumping behind cover, like a wall or a box or a covered railing, so they can't shoot at you. And between getting into cover, looking out so you can shoot, and using scopes to aim, the camera angle changes a lot, so if you play enough of it your eyes and head start to feel a little funny. But it's still awesome. Aaron Keener is a hell of a baddie. He wants me to join him. I probably won't.

And, like a fool, I also got into the new craze that's sweeping the games world: Stardew Valley. If you start Stardew Valley, you will have no free time. But you will love it. Growing a fake cauliflower has never been so satisfying. Don't get into it. But maybe do. To be honest the whole thing freaks me out a little bit - there's a lot of mystical shit going on in your town and the local farm, and for a while I was pretty convinced it was going to turn into a Lovecraft type thing, and they would sacrifice me at the dawn of the third year. But they probably won't. They seem nice enough. For now.

I mostly post about Emmerdale at Tumblr these days, when I bother to post at all, but I have to say Ross and Charity are one of my favourite ships that have almost not quite happened, ever. I hope they fall in love and heist and raise their baby forever.