My day has consisted of working through lemsip packets, not preparing Moll Flanders for my presentation on Moll Flanders tomorrow, sneezing, writing letters ye olde style, whining to my friend online despite her being in the next room, falling asleep on the windowsill, and greedily reading the femslash ficathon entries, which have all been very pretty indeed.
Also, after flicking through ofmornings
, I just don't think I'm putting enough effort into my breakfasts.
Finally got round to reading The Forgotten
. I've never really done the comic thing, but I'm so weak for more Doctor/Martha atm. This art for this one is especially lovely -- it has me feeling sorry for the Doctor for the first in ages! -- and the story provides for some genuinely touching moments between him and Martha. Also, black and white for Team TARDIS v 1.0! Love it...
SJA made me dream about clowns last night. NOT ON. As it turns out, Clyde continues to own my soul, and Rani may be Curious with a capital C, but seems fun enough. BUT BUT her mum is Constable Habib from Thin Blue Line
, which I didn't know about before, and which makes me insanely excited. There may be slightly disproportionate levels of squee for Mrs Chandra over the next few weeks.
I go now to die in a pack of tissues.