My old research organisation had organised a Book Launch today. It is perhaps the first book on arsenic contamination written in the vernacular.
There was an initial hiccup and the event ran the risk of being held at a lounge bar (poor planning on the hotel's part. The co-ordinator forgot to mention there would be an event till 6 p.m at the hall booked for the book launch and they said they could only prep the hall for the launch at 7 p.m) I was there in the capacity of my present organisation. And as I surveyed the bar and the flimsy curtain that would form the backdrop for the headtable where socio- economic perspectives of this "deadly poison" would be discussed, I couldn't help but let a giggle escape.
That's when hysteria hit and I haven't stop giggling. The slightest hint of something funny and off I am. I guess that's what happens when the pressure gets to a point you let it escape and it escapes in bursts of giggles.
Unrelated: It's the baby cousin brother's birthday today. He is in town but this is probably the first time that I haven't shared time with him on his day. I feel like a horrible sister and a horrible many other things.
Updated: It exists ! It exists!
OMG...SO relieved. :P