...I really needed to get rid of that journal entry from April, just to prove to others and myself that I'm still kicking.

GOD'S WOUNDS, it has been an exhausting semester. Or perhaps the last three weeks are just colouring the whole three months in my mind. The last three weeks were the worst. Ugh. Just...ugh.

But now it's over! I wrote my last final, handed my last paper in, and we carried the Christmas tree home last night, so now the holidays can begin.

Thanks to Art History I went on a bit of a Gothic architecture kick recently, with the (inevitable) result that my Notre-Dame de Paris obsession is back with a vengeance.

I'm re-reading Hugo's novel, and it's even better than I remember it (I first read it when I was fourteen, so it's been a while). I now know what the hell "ogive" means and can actually follow those lengthy fulminations on the decay of architecture. And whaddaya know, the architectural bits are almost as interesting as the human drama. Secret messages encoded in church portals? MUST INVESTIGATE FURTHER.

Anyway, I have plenty of ideas for what to draw over the holidays. Hunchback stuff, for one. And I've been meaning to make a small Jane Eyre comic for a looooong time...
Maybe something seasonal too. Drosselmeyer from "The Nutcracker", anyone?
And I definitely owe the CATverse some love.

We'll see. In the meantime, freedom is sweet, and I haz candycanes.