Just been laughing out loud alone in my room by myself. Potentially a sign of madness but I prefer to think of it as true living! This particular episode was induced by watching home videos. Mum has been recording our 20 year stash onto DVDs for the last few months - she's been doing a great job. I'm currently on Las Vegas 1999. Have watched me asend a climbing wall in the Adventure Dome at Circus Circus then I was admiring my abseil down (thought I might have kicked out a bit more) when I reach the bottom but seem to have forgotten the need for legs to support my weight and collapse behind the wall, bounding back up momentarily later as the supervisor reaches over to pull my rope back up. Have rewound this three times and laughed out loud for each one!
Also on the laughter front, one time when I do it most is meeting up with three friends from school. We weren't particularly friends altogether at school but have been really close in subsequent years. I always look forward to that bent in half clutching stomach laughter. Last night it was our 3rd karaoke evening.
We were at Lucky Voice in Soho where you get a room or 'booth' for your group. We had a non-stop chorus of classic hits (and those not so well known to the karaoke going public: Saviour's Day, Hello Dolly) for two hours. Sadly I cannot sing in tune, and it is made more obvious when compared with my friends who are really good and have sung in choirs, but I love them because they let me sing my heart out into the microphone anyway. Much silly merriment all round!
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