Well, I have left my mark on Castle. Yesterday I noticed someone had dropped an ink cartidge on the keep stairs; by the time I came back up, I'd forgotten and I trod on it. That's a stain that should stay in the stone and wood for a while, I hope; maybe I can come back in a few years and there'll be something of me left here ( Read more... )

Well. I am back in Durham, and moved into my new room, which just about didn't kill me. (106 steps up. ONE HUNDRED AND SIX. And many journeys with heavy things.) I quite love my room already; I can just about see Owengate out of my window, which is the road up to Palace Green, and I have a little raised bit by the window and and and it's nice. *g ( Read more... )

...also, another thing that's getting me down tonight is clothes. Castle Day t-shirts are being sold; I have just bought one, bright red, but here's the problem: the ladies' fit go from XS (8) to L (14). I am a ( LJ cut of modesty, I am not splashing my details across the web, no no, look away if you think you ought not to know my clothes size... )

I think Coffee Republic gave me caffeinated coffee. Oops. I am so stupid for not complaining and getting them to do me a new one, but I don't like complaining. However, next time, I will, because I now feel spaced and terrible and am going to have to lie down. Or not, because actually I can't even sit still and feel like I'm going to burst into ( Read more... )