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I promised Zan I'd colour his Victorian-Zan-and-Lucy picture, but then got distracted and forgot.

( Pretty colours. )

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I have been in strange moods the past two days. I've wanted to wear things I wouldn't normally. Yesterday this resulted in a lurid pink-and-red-and-orange-swirly-Austin-Powers-acid-trip-60s top, today I wore my fairy wings. Everywhere. Into Cabrini hospital where I returned my crutches, on public transport, in Nat's cafe, during Wendy-class, everywhere.

I have decided that this semester, although I shall not be at uni, I shall study one of my subjects to the best of my ability; I have chosen the literature subject about the Victorian supernatural. I hope I can keep up my good intentions.

I am reading my book Affinity, by Sarah Waters. It's a book set in Victorian times about the torrid lesbian affair between a lady and a spiritualist. It's loads of fun and nowhere near as bad as my terrible one sentence summary.

I did the absurd Quizilla test to find my inner European, and discovered:
( I am a Bavarian )

With trouser-braces and everything! It's too much! *wipes tears from eyes*

Am feeling vaguely put out that I don't have a Zan picture to colour.