Belated birthday gift. Thos. Middleton has to wear the stupid hat.

In which Cynthia does not regard the pain of others.

This bodes no good for anyone. #TheApplesAreBreedingFleeFlee

Bagels: accomplished.

See the inevitable happen! Unfold, predictable plot, unfold!

See cats take an interest. Investigate, cats, investigate!

See Erin play a building game! Build, Erin build!

Looks like it's kittens for breakfast. Again.

This is Truly Terrible. But what else can one do when the library catalogues a friend's thesis with a misspelling?

The MacBook is now an official member of the family.

Ocular proof that it happened. Those involved are still in a state of deep shock.

Cattack!

Fell in love with yet another dog at the shelter this morn. We hunted rabbits. Loudly and enthusiastically.

And: proof of the David Bevington Award’s existence. And some articles.

Worth burning one’s hand for: “Soo—oop of the e—e—evening, Beautiful, beautiful Soup.”

This series titled: "Nobody likes a grading grad student".

The Marchionness is quite unhappy with our fascination with Tennants and TARDISs: she will not be ignored.