Too busy for real update. Am currently trying to: start running a first-year project, keep up with my job, learn to do someone else's job because they'll be leaving soon and move to a new flat. Therefore, a picture of me dressed up as a pissed-off zombie is an entirely accurate portrayal of mental state. I recommend you keep your spicy brains at a good distance from my blood-drenched claws. Mmm, brains. In particular, the delicious birthday-girl brains of becala, kittenhotep and returntosender. BRAAAINSSS.
I may even get to do it again! But it's possible I may have had enough of lying for hours on cold concrete in a pool of fake blood. Although repeatedly running down a hill raving and drooling? I'd do that again.