Today:

Sigh.

Could've easily dissected Jane Eyre all night... such a pity our tutorials only go for an hour.

Re-reading Jane Eyre for the bazillionth time... but this time it's for uni.

That's also the excuse I'll be using when I re-watch the 2006 BBC mini-series tomorrow.

Snacking and napping. Two Easter weekend habits I need to get rid of PDQ.

Also, wandering around the house desperately searching for JUST ONE THING to throw out in the hard rubbish collection this week. It's proving impossible to justify throwing anything, because there's barely anything left to throw, apart from stuff I'm storing for other people and I can't chuck that because it's not mine to chuck.

#FirstWorldProblems

Grocery shopping on Easter Sunday is fraught with danger... like all the chocolate eggs being marked down to clear. 

Really didn't need four packets of turkish delight eggs... 

Southern-fried chicken waffles with maple butter and syrup, served with a side of mac'n'cheese. Bowery to Williamsburg, I heart you.

Cobbling together two old stories to make a new story for an assignment is legit, right?