"Seemed so Out of Context in that Gaudy Apartment Complex..."

My photographs came back to-day! ^_______________________^

...So. Hamlet picspam. *cough* Of course.

( The Tragedie of Hamlet, Prince of Denmarke )

...That was so. much fun. I want Zara back, hi.

"Hundred Million Bottles Washed Up On the Shore..."

It's snowing outside like mad. It's like rain, I mean, but it's snow.

I'm wearing a patchwork blue dress that I haven't worn since last summer.

I went to bed last night at ten o'clock, and woke up this morning properly at ten, but I didn't sleep very well, and I had nightmares, which I don't, often, at all. I suppose it's funny--when I get six or seven hours of sleep, I sleep perfectly; but last night I kept waking up every few hours or so. Of course, I'm also sleeping in three layers of clothing and socks every night now, because otherwise I'm too cold to fall asleep. And everyone keeps saying, but it's all the way up to forty degrees outside! And we keep it sixty in the house! It's warm!

...But it isn't.

I shall probably go back up to my room soon and hide with books; or else I shall read more Iliad. Daddy is having us read it even on the weekend right now; he is evidently desperate to finish. We're to book Twelve now. I despise Achilles, but I still love Odysseus. ^_^;; Waen hates them all.

Mum is going to make apple crisp to-night with our summer Rambos. It's going to smell wonderful, I know. It always does. ^______^ The whole house will smell wonderful, and I won't mind at all about not eating any.

And I have a baby-sitting job for Wednesday. O_O I'm trying to remember why I agreed to that. I hope it goes all right...! Oh, dear.

I can't believe it's already almost four o'clock. I was in my room until two this morning. I don't have to take my antibiotics but once a day any more, and I'll double my Prozac starting Monday. Everything else is still the same.

It's snowing even harder now! Eeee. It looks lovely.

"I Am Finally Seeing that I Was the One Worth Leaving..."

Incidentally, Latin personal pronouns are evil.

Mihi nihil dabat. Mihi nihil dedi. Sibi nihil dedit. Sibi nihil dederunt. Eis nihil dederunt. Ei nihil dederunt. And so on, for-ever. I mean, goodness, you'd think it would have an end somewhere.

On the plus side, I think I really am getting good at it. ^____^

Erro ero, which is bad grammar, I know, but still my favourite. It should properly be Errare ero, shouldn't it? Or, actually, peribo? Or abberabo? Or perhaps I don't know Latin half as well as I think. ^_^;;;

...Valete! Bene valeas et queiscas! #^_^#

---Oh, goodness, also? The wind is rattling our windows and making our roof whistle. That's how you can tell there's a storm outside. ^___^ I like listening.