Books, Cats, Life Is Good.

I Don't Know What It Is I'm Doing. But It's Not That. Despite All Evidence To The Contrary.

A Small And Sinister Snow Seems To Be Coming Down Relentlessly At Present. The Radio Says It Is Eventually Going To Be Sleet And Rain, But I Don't Think So; I Think It Is Just Going To Go On And On, Coming Down, Until The Whole World...etc. It Has That Look.

...my Least Favorite Actress Of All Time, Helena Bonham Carter. I Find Her Lack Of A Neck Very Off-putting And Especially Her Acting.

There Are So Many Things We've Been Brought Up To Believe That It Takes You An Awfully Long Time To Realize That They Aren't You.

The Suicide, As She Is Falling, Illuminated By The Moon, Regrets Her Act, And Finds Appalling The Thought She Will Be Dead So Soon.