Ahem. I am not gone. Honestly. I know I dropped off the grid for two months, but I blame work again. We have been so busy recently, and everyone has decided to leave/go on holiday at the same time! I'm currently covering for two people right now, and with Southern being the way it is (AKA the WORST TRAIN SERVICE EVER), I have been getting home at nearly 8pm several days a week. Seriously, I witnessed the "commuter hell" demonstration at Victoria station - and commuting really is hell with this shoddy service (my trains get cancelled at least twice a week, and don't get me started on the delays).
That being said, I am 12 books ahead of my Goodreads reading goal (I know right!) and I have even managed to leave the house on occasion to go do things (saw Star Trek Beyond which I was not impressed with - I just didn't believe the villain, what was motivating him really - it wasn't convincing) and Suicide Squad (it was not good, but it really wasn't that bad either! Margot Robbie clearly the highlight of the film). AND, the most shocking news, I spur of the moment decided to have my hair cut and I now have a full fringe (or bangs, if that's what you call it - though that is such a weird name).
Still obsessed with Hamilton (and I'm even going to see In the Heights this month - excitement!) and very excited for a few upcoming books (Empire of Storms, obviously, which is out TOMORROW, then Trouble Makes a Comeback by Stephanie Tromly which is my most anticipated book of the year, The Creeping Shadow by Jonathan Stroud, out next week, and Goldenhand by Garth Nix, because HOW long have we waited for a new Old Kingdom novel?!. I feel so old...).
My cousin also got his GCSE results back and got the exact same grades as me (different grades in certain subjects, but overall the same outcome). Clearly he is following in my footsteps. His next step is to have an existential crisis. Or, according to my brother, "adopt a fatalistic view of the world". Haha, you're so funny. I'm not fatalistic at all. I am full of positivity. I mean, okay, yes, death is inevitable, and really, there is no point to anything, and we should all just resign ourselves to a meaningless existence - oh.
And can we please talk about Bake Off? Last week's biscuit episode - the tension with those gingerbread structures. There's always one that collapses. Always. You can't use caramel to glue things together, people! It's too runny, unless you create the thickest concoction ever, in which case, it will take a hundred years to dry! Royal icing, go with royal icing. (I don't know why I'm saying this, I couldn't bake this stuff to save my life.)
Anyway, I digress. I will try to post more often. I have a review that will go up soon, and there are more things to come. A lot of it might consist of complaining about my train journey, or wondering why Amazon can't just fix my account issue so I can finally get Amazon Prime, or talking about Roger the Golden Bear who sits at my desk at work, so you know, if that's the type of riveting content that interests you, you're in for a treat.
Hope you're having a great week!
(Roger the Golden Bear is kind of cute though.)