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I've been trying to think of something to post about, but there's not been anything going on. I just finished my last Godiva Candy Cane truffle. This winter is giving me the driest skin imaginable. My mom is guilt tripping me about forgetting to order her K-dramas. The customers at work continue to be annoying, but not in an entertaining, anecdote-y way.

I lost track of the books I read last year. This year, I'm going to try to make a better effort. So far, I finished reading House of Many Ways by Diana Wynne Jones. It's another sequel to Howl's Moving Castle. It was cute, though so far, neither of the Howl's sequels have quite managed to live up to the first one.

I also reread The Blue Castle by L.M. Montgomery, which is my favorite of her books and one of my favorite books in general. It felt a rather painful this time around though, since Montgomery's granddaughter revealed recently that she (Montgomery) actually committed suicide instead of dying from heart failure. I'd known that Montgomery had suffered from depression and had had a sad childhood (it's evident from her writing that she was well acquainted with depression), but that her life had ended so unhappily was quite upsetting to hear. Rereading The Blue Castle reminded me of her granddaughter's article again because it has such a heart breaking beginning, with the failure of an unfulfilled life. I just wish she could have had a happier ending like Valancy's. :(

Ugh, now I've gone and depressed the hell out of myself again. I'll try to post something cheerier next time.