Well, we've finally gotten a day of bad weather here - it's been gusting wind and pouring rain all morning (save for this one, weird, five-minute burst of sunshine.) I feel like an adaptation of Wuthering Heights could be taking place right around the corner, except that there are no wild moors around, just our local Tesco and neighboring establishments.
Though I'd planned to go up to Hampstead Heath today, I am now settling indoors, working on tons of homework and tearing my hair out over the intricacies of my Lumen Prize application. This essay refuses to go as planned and it's making me quite annoyed. *drinks more tea, tries to keep her temper*
Luckily, I can't keep being in a bad mood tonight, as I get to see Much Ado About Nothing at the National Theatre! Contain your extreme jealousy when I mention the fact that it stars Zoe Wanamaker and Simon Russell Beale. (Suppresses fangirlish squee.)
On a more serious note, if you're the praying sort, keep one of my LJ friends in your thoughts. Sorry to be cryptic, as I don't want to plaster everything here, but if you know her and have seen her post, you know what's going on. Even if you don't know what's happening, just send up an anonymous word of prayer, if you please.
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