• reading haven't read a book in ages. Some fanfiction was welcomed, though- the funny kind and also some pwp (well, it did have a plot, but I didn't quite care) that I abandoned when it got too angsty. I've started a book about food from the Cotidianul small editions and also A study in scarlet from the Sherlock Holmes stories, though.
• watching well, I've watched The Reichenbach Fall on Monday and it accounted for an entire week of feels. It was extraordinary, quite extraordinary. Then I watched the pilot episode, then I re-watched the first two episodes carefully and it's almost like watching for the first time because details.
• hearing many things. Crystal Castles, Brothers in arms/Dire Straits, Green Valley/Puscifer, A punchup at a wedding/Radiohead, Layla/Eric Clapton, Of a lifetime/Crippled Black Phoenix
• dreaming about
  • Sherlock and John reuniting in season 3. I imagine there will be shouting, cursing, angst and hopefully punches and a koala hug.
  • any other things Sherlock-related
  • jumping off a building
  • at nighttime, I dreamt of having the symbol for Om tattooed on my left wrist
• highlight was haha no. Watching TRF, I guess, or standing up to my teacher (partially)
• picture shows Apollo
• chosen because he's a lovely (kept looking at the room reflected in the turned off tv screen, this week. He knows things)

Well, what I thought to be diabetes symptoms but weren't are kind of gone, almost, which is always good. But oh. Oh. I'd rather shut up than expose the awfulness of this week here, and I even stayed home for two days. Worked for nothing. I don't want to do anything. Always happens, but I usually snap out of it for a while. I almost wish I wouldn't.