Day 17

Let them eat cake. If there was any left. This is the saddest lemon drizzle cake in all the land. Last year's malteaser cake was much better. But then again, last year's cake was a great deal more fraught. This cake! This one layer piddly cake, is a cake of quiet and serenity. But it could have had more than one layer, at least.

Day 16

Worshipping at the altar of Joss Whedon at the moment - an epic Buffy rewatch, plus a little Astonishing X-men. Not quite enough Logan yet, but I see seeds of greatness blooming. I really enjoy reading graphic novels on my tablet. It's one of the rare types of reading I actually prefer to do, not in paper format. Possibly because I can interact more with the art?

PS Still hate Jean Grey.

Day 15

A photo taken of me ages ago, that I quite like. I remember on this day I was eaten up with weird, unspecific anxiety. The photo doesn't seem to reflect that. Perhaps I have a better poker face than I think! Perhaps I'm just distracted. But I like the idea that that is what people see when they look at me. Candid photos are the best.