Life's too short to be serious

So, I've been absent. In short, I relapsed. Hard. Then I was stalked online and off by a rather nasty piece of work who ran any joy I got from fandom through the mud and I'm finally feeling comfortable enough to post again.  It's good to be back. How the hell are all of you?

I made my connection in Köln with two minutes to spare. Had I missed that train? I'd have been forced to crash in Germany tonight. I wish I'd missed that train. Free cheese on the Eurostar doesn't make up for being back in the UK.

Drawn Together actually makes *more* sense in German. Huh.

Also, I have decided I'm going to move to Berlin and make art.

So I'm somewhat drunk already, but considering three of the four toilets on my train had sinks blocked with puke, and I didn't contribute to such, I don't think I'm doing *too* badly.

Also, please be spamming my ask because I'm bored and on a long train ride, but avoiding dash as ARGH SPOILERS and I am the awkward 1 in 6,364,465 fans who remains spoiler-free.

You know you've reached a new low when you plan a gorgeous outfit, then change into stretch leggings and a tent of a t-shirt for the express purpose of defeating all you can eat Chinese hotpot.