Day 14: on a different plane

3/10 busy day back at uni. Weighty latey workload builds. Snap of my mister man legs. Wearing bright colours is my one woman protest against winter. Spent and drunk too much the last few days catching up with friends, but belly laughing and banter were the best antibodies I've had in ages. Face looks like I've been grated, but f**k it.

Only just realised the day numbering has veered off track since the 9th of Jan. This is when the date IS actually the day in question. Christ.