Ever since I came back from the Histories (of which hopefully more later) I've been struggling against a tide of LJ, email and work, all of which have been either fun, helpful, or interesting (and often all three) but a little all consuming. This means that my vague new years resolution to make my diary writing a bit less erratic has failed rather rapidly. Ah well.
In summery, I have returned, with many new "friends" and indeed (hopefully) friends, quite a huge shortage of sleep, and lots of stuff to do. The Histories were wonderful. At some point I may stop being overly sentimental about them and romantically wearing my pewter rose everywhere, but it hasn't happened yet.
And now I will go and do some work.