I've done stuff, been places, been eaten by a procrastonatery whole in the shape of many many tv shows and pictures of Richard Armitage. Actually there is not much going on, or a lot, depending on the day you ask me. And there is something I wanted to talk about, but I've started writing that entry many times and cannot seem to put it into words.

So I will leave you with some picture spam, of the last snow, of my way too short London trip and of course of food. Never enough food.