Back at home, and Calvin and Hobbes

Well people, i came back home!

After a hell of a night last Monday, I have returned to my home. And I couldnt be happier, tell the truth. Peace is reining again and all is good in my world :)

So, on a lighter note, lately i have returned to an old favorite and fandom of mine (I use the word "fandom" in the LOOSEST possible term, regarding my experiences with fandoms) CALVIN AND HOBBES.

Seriously, what a wonderful, beautiful comic! When i read them, a sense of my own childhood washes over me as i read them, memories flooding back as I watch Calvin live them out with his stuffed tiger. I also feel a big connection with Calvin, as when i was younger I often felt alone.

I was an only child, so I was brought up predominantly around adults at least three times my age. I often sat day-dreaming and doodling, thinking up stories and adventures. I was a little girlier and less active than Calvin and Hobbes, but I had my moments. I especially relate to the bathtime and bedtime comics, and the just plain "being a bastard" comics, like this one below. I even had a stuffed toy that I took everywhere with me, and believed he was real. Ahhh, memories.

Still haven't got a job. I applied for a job in T Mobile (Def. not my sort of job, but hey, its work and it was very good money) and they at least had the dignity to let me know they had rejected me. I have applied for a full time gardner in Colchester Zoo (now thats more like it) and a cleaner in an old folks home, but no reply from either.

Crossing fingers that I'm succesful in at least one, seeing that i currently have 70p to my name. (Not overreacting either, my bank statements don't lie)

Till Next time, it's a magical world out there, so lets go exploring! ;)

Emma xxx

*all images belong to Bill Watterson