So guess what? Yesterday I actually left my room. After staring blindly out my window/at my laptop for hours I decided to go to Tescos. I bought some feta cheese and ate it with pita bread and humous and beetroot (my new favourite thing.) I also bought some felt-tips which I decided I just had to have. Today I must ponder Oscar Wilde however, and I'm not letting myself leave the building until I have done so properly, and written at least 2000 words of aforementioned ponderation. And it just looks so grim outside that I feel like weeping.