There really needs to be a way to get rid of member and wiki notifications that does not involve clicking through every single one of them.

Going to start catching up to stuff tomorrow. I've been languishing in a fairly deep pit of apathy, but managed to hoist myself out at least temporarily this past week. Maybe you'll actually start seeing me around again in a bit.

I'll fix that pesky not-being-around issue soon. Like, at the turn of the month or thereabouts. Really really sorry. I haven't really been keeping up with anything these past few months.

Crow Lake by Mary Lawson review

Off to J's parents for the weekend. Bai.

I need this book so bad. >_< Well, obviously "need" is an exaggeration. But still. Old books... mmm...

http://www.etsy.com/listing/72859318/a-shropshire-lad-by-ae-housman-vintage

I've decided to go cold turkey on coffee. It's not exactly good for the diet when I need two or three cubes of sugar (depending on their size and the strength of the coffee) to be able to drink it. So yeah. No moar coffee for the Lami. Let's see how long this lasts. xP

These are actually very funny. :P
http://www.bannedinhollywood.com/fortune-cookie-fails/

My parody masterpiece for the Valentine comp.

http://www.fanobook.com/hiding-cats

I feel ever so slightly meta-tastic. I realised today that I may be academically preoccupied by humanity's preoccupation with death.

There'll be proper photos later, but here are some shots that J took with his phone.

Some things to think about. You really want to read this. No, really. You do.
http://www.reddit.com/r/photography/comments/ovy78/i_am_a_professional_photographer_id_like_to_share/

To save on sulking, I've decided to get a haircut. Right now it's really dry (I'll blame the thus far undiagnosed hypothyroidism for this). I had a few centimetres snipped over the holidays, but that only helped for a couple of days. So I'm flipping the bird at my stupid body and making it my own choice. Short dry hair won't look quite as unhealthy as long does. Style suggestions are welcomed.

The funny thing about impractical ideas is that they feel perfectly logical and workable if they come to you on the cusp of sleep. Last night, I thought of some kind of humanoid race that would literally starve without physical contact - that embraces and other such touches would stimulate chemical processes in their brain necessary for forming nutrients. Yeah... I'm still not convinced it's the worst idea I've ever had. But plausible? Ehh... Maybe I should suggest it to Steven Moffat. <_<