To balance out the other thread if nothing else.

Go on, I want to read other people’s tales of joy...

I feel neither highs nor lows. :(

Being at my son’s birth, nothing else comes even close.

The summer of my 16th year, bumming around Europe for three months.

Good place for bumming, Europe.

Next summer will be the best time, when we get married and move into gorgeous big new apartment...fingers crossed that all the boring bureaucracy with visas etc. will be sorted out...for me it’s going to be like coming back from exile, coming back home, in every sense... :-)

Are you moving to Canada, M?

No, she’s moving here. But we’re moving back into town, so to speak.

June 2006, maybe.

The bestest ever experience: giving birth.

I think it might actually be now. Actually, it should hopefully be next year, as everything’s building up to an awesome 2007. I’m pretty content in all areas of my life.

I guess the period from March 2004 to June 2005 may be the happiest time of my adult life because I remember having real job satisfaction at that point combined with excellent social life (partly thru having moved to proper North London from a bit further out west) and I had started seeing someone who I’m still with now (the job satisfaction hasn’t stuck quite so well hence the June 05 cut off point—other bad stuff happened soon after that which affects things too). I got to DJ a few times which was fun and I travelled to some great places abroad which was all very exciting too. I was a bit more inspired by various things at that point too (inc. music). I’m reasonably optimistic about the future tho so not being too melancholy here but looking back it may be hard to beat that 16 month stretch (sorry it’s not more specific).

x-post to Marcello: Good, London needs you. Where in town?

I can’t compete with Nathalies although I’d love to!

Holidays come to mind, and camping trips. Standing beside my new tent in a field beside a loch at dusk on a summers night with a can of lager watching in awe as a Red Kite swooped about three feet above me for a good five minutes.

The smell of grass, tent and barbecues, the sound of kids squealing and laughing and the last of the suns rays streaming down. That was one of the best moments of my life.

I don’t know...I suppose college, tho I don’t know if drugs muddy the waters. in the last 18 months some of the best stuff has happened with writing and djing and having such an amazing gf but on the other hand health has been so bad that it also qualifies as the worst time of my life!

Getting blown whilst on acid.

june of 03, i was sitting on a beach in hawaii with a gin and tonic in my hand. i looked to my right and the sun was setting over the water. i looked to my left and my girlfriend looked and me and smiled. i remember thinking that it probably would never get any better for me than to be sitting in paradise with someone i love who loved me while a waiter goes to and fro the bar bringing me free tanqueray and tonics.

and sure enough it has never come close to equalling that.

xpost to Dr C: Fulham—which means I’ll be able to start walking everywhere again (including to and from work) hurrah!

x-post

beautiful

i have always been a totally miserable bastard. but 1999 despite everything.

can we keep this one rolling? if only to balance things out.

There are so many, all best in their own way! Being pregnant with my first child—I’ve never felt more alive or bizarre. Giving birth to my children. Seeing their faces for the first time—nothing has ever been so miraculous. Returning to playing horn after 20 years away, with more musicality and range than I ever had—so triumphant. Celebrating New Year’s Eve 2000 in Times Square with Mr. Jaq (before he was Mr. Jaq) and realizing love was possible again. Our wedding—surrounded by our grown kids and dearest friends and family members—feeling so completely bonded and connected. And I expect another best in just a few days when I witness my daughter receiving her master’s degree and see my son for the first time in 3 long years.

Yes, I agree, pregnancy and delivery is so beautifully bizarre. Seeing my baby grow each day is such a surreal experience. It’s so frigging FREAKY: you sometimes see her literally growing in the sense that she’s more conscious, has more emotions,...

Also, never had a migraine attack when I was pregnant. I realized they would return and boy oh boy have they.

all of college has been nice. in the sense that i’ve never been so content and yet challenged to become someone better at the same time. also, the summer i spent working at a maritime museum? absolutely perfect.

When Mister Monkey and I went to New Zealand, we had many fine walks, but my favourite was to one of the glaciers near Mount Cook. We walked through glacial terrain and talked about what stars and the universe are made of, and we walked over a swing bridge and were very brave because it was swinging a lot, and saw rock flour in the river underneath us, and we sat at the foot of the glacier and listened to the ice cracking all around us and ate our lunch and it was cold and perfect because we were together and we both had exactly the same idea of what constituted a good time.

and we both had exactly the same idea of what constituted a good time.

See thats perfect to me :)

So true.

I saw this question and a load of memories and things turned up! I can’t pick just one (memory is also tricky and events become conjoined which doesn’t help) but I think it was when my little sister had moved to Ireland never having lived here before and just meeting her for a pint and chat without it being a Really Big Thing. We haven’t lived near each other for ten years so it’s been pretty magic I must say just having her here and living around the corner!

That’s the most recent. I’m a happy guy thank goodness so can see the good in most situations. Not all of course, but the vast majority. That other thread though, jesus. Jaq is amazing *full stop*

very recently actually. got made redundant with a handsome pay-off and a new job lined up anyway, a fantastic girlfriend, free reign over my house again after kicking out cokehead idiot flatmates. the only prob is i hadn’t been paid and all this freedom was pretty much wasted spent at home playing video games, but having no responsibilties for two weeks was bliss!!

and all this freedom was pretty much wasted spent at home playing video games

ah memories of early ’03 ‘freelancing’ days.

cruise with my best friends 6 years ago...great times...6 drunken days.

getting married

chris bingoman, how do we shot “cruise with friends?”

like, scheduling and shit. I want to do this real, real bad, but all our peeps are slackers and wage slaves with no vacation time.

eating an entire KFC bucket with roxymuzak on primrose hill

You’re brave. Did you have any appetite left for the food after you’d eaten the bucket?

we were still hungry after eating all the chicken, hence the bucket

jude law was there too that afternoon. he was romancing with someone (dunno whether it was the wife or the mistress). he didn’t want any chicken

Then who should pass by but Sadie Frost, whereupon Jude kicked the bucket.

hmmm well it was basically a cruise with my guy friends, no ladiesw involved so it was quite cheap. $425 a person...because of the three in a room deal.

now we are all married with or expecting children which makes things a bit harder.

the cruise my wife and i took last year cost us around $4000 total. $1800 bar tab!

hmmm well it was basically a cruise with my guy friends, no ladiesw involved so it was quite cheap. $425 a person...because of the three in a room deal.

What is this, the Joe Orton Diaries?

no!

1986—Transformers the Movie

2007—Transformers the Movie

Fuck yeah! Oooo and I’m going to be seeing the 40 year old virgin for like the 10th time tonight. Good times! (also I’ve found a bottle of merlot for only 5.99 that is not only drinkable it’s gorge [for trisha] and O’Briens be pushing it on me like a crackdealer in Camden! Oh wait, first tiddly posting to ILX?! YAY!)

summer 2000 ‘til right around 9/11 (which didn’t specifically have anything to do with the decline of teh fun). Basically a wasted year (ie absolutely nothing accomplished) of drinking, stoned Tony Hawk, etc. but complete irresponsibility is a lot of fun in small doses.

Probably watching Spy Kids II w/my best friends when we were the only ones in the theatre. There are more magical and romantic moments but Spy Kids II is pretty much the funniest movie.