Absurdly Pleasing Things ...

I've said it before and I'll say it again: staying at a mate's place in a spare room, and there's a little old telly they don't really use anymore, but it's there just to give you a wee creature comfort. Makes me feel all snuggly and nice, it does. Absurdly pleasing.

I have a working homeless hairnet. Does that count for anything?

I've been ™'d, which I find absurdly pleasing...

Well, your trademarked logo is one thing I find absurdly pleasing. :)))

Watching a re-run of Coupling (I missed the first few episodes last time) and your children not being embarrassed by 'erection' jokes. Later, watching Little Britain and noticing Oaf talking into his pc microphone whilst laughing at the gags. Turns out the 'girl' he was speaking to had a power cut and was using a battery powered pc to listen in to our tv - and my appalling impression - yeah I know! She is apparantly called Phttp Likei'mgonnatellya Which was nearly as funny as myfanwy turning out to be a lesbian. Ah, simple life at stormy mansions.

Yes, that's v nice, Fish - how's you do it?

Martin_™ I like it as well

Flash fish, indeed. If I had TM after my name, it would stand for Terribly Moody or Tired Mostdays or Terrifically Motivated (sometimes). Absurdly pleasing? My daughter playing on the piano (untutored, just wild abandon) Sun on my face The discussion in my George Eliot class on 'Adam Bede' Friends being well just friends...

Ha ha

Um...slight improvement...

Can't say I have

I was thinking only this afternoon how good I feel when I put my hand to my ear to retrieve a pencil from behind it. It's just there like a reliable friend and you don't have to spend ten minutes trying to hold whatever you were trying to mark for sawing while searching for a pen. Some nights I go to bed and take my jumper off and the pencil will fall from behind my ear, still there, ready for action. You did say absurd

i really truly found the existence of collective consciousness. And very scary it is too when it hits you over the head, wham, bang. Thanks.

After a week of grief, expense, frustration, anger, and FIVE FRIGGING HOURS on the phone to a BT helpdesk, I have a wireless home network. Or rather a hairless home network. Oh deep joy. [%sig%]

it is really quite absurdly pleasing the way that the icing on cup cakes comes off and gets stuck in little chunks all the way round the edge of the wrapper. You'd think it would be annoying, but it's so cute and absurdly pleasing to pick it off bit by bit.

Seeing the couple who run my neighbourhood off license as regularly as time allows. They are very nice people. [%sig%]

Um...would you explain how it works, Eamonn, as I'd rather like to network my machines.

I was absurdly pleased this week when someone described on Snackspot Minstrels as having the smell of dwindling balloons. I had never thought of it in that way, but they absolutely do.