Fingers Stained With Yellow Highlighter Pens

Dear Heart,
This was taken in the aftermath of last night's festivities, when it officially became 2012.
As first days go, this has been pretty unremarkable. I helped make the beds around 2 o'clock, and have been wrestling with Tennyson ever since. As I type I can hear the happy crackle of Chloe's beef marinade. Tilly and I are singing Glee's Adele mash-up and arguing over the correct dance moves. I highly suspect neither of us is right.
Love, Lydia x