Skyberries and Voidmelons or Voidberries and Skymelons

I celebrated the end of the year at a fantastic party at North Nineteen and saw lots of wonderful people.

I booked a holiday to Tromsø in Norway, for February, and I hope to see the northern lights, and maybe some whales, and perhaps learn to snowshoe.

I constructed a miniature Battersea Power Station out of steel, and London brutalist buildings from card.

deathboy gave me a handbook on time travel.

I bounced on a lolo ball.

I dyed my hair with fuschia shock Manic Panic.

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Tortoiseshell and peacock butterflies fluttered past, and in the wood, the bluebells were starting to bloom and there were many wood anemones and dog violets.

I went to the London Hackspace and learnt to pick locks (for sport).

I used a 3D printer and made a stickmen necklace.

Life turned into a game! I played Silverpoint, which was at first a pattern matching game, but then became an alternate reality game. I searched for Chloe, uncovered more of the story by playing the game, received phone calls and emails, visited a creepy hairdresser, looked for what was lost, and then at the finale, was led by a hooded figure through the darkness.

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I celebrated Russell Hoban day by leaving a quote from one of his books in a phonebox. Russell Hoban Day - 2015.

I saw The Handsome Suit at the cinema with doseybat and ruthi, a Japanese film about a magical suit.

I went to Carroll/Fletcher gallery and saw art drawn by a computer, a picture drawn by eye tracking, and a video of facial recognition of Miss Universe. I also peered at photos in the Getty Images Gallery, and looked at photos of horses in the Photographers' Gallery.

I walked from Moorgate to Old Street on a tube walk, across the Barbican high walks and past fountains.

I jumped aboard a train that was going to London Waterlove, made a glowing Cheam sign using EL wire, and was given a Pebble watch face with changing poetry from deathboy.

I wandered around parks in Enfield, and saw Big Hero 6 at the cinema.

I celebrated fluffymark's birthday, abigailb moving back to London, and psych0naut visiting London, at the Pembury (the Pembo) one Sunday evening, and drank cucumber soda.

One Saturday, I bounced in an art gallery, while looking at marble dolphins.

I stared up at books floating above me in Leadenhall Market.

I looked at pictures of business men and words, such as "Your life is a perpetual insomnia", in an exhibition of Barbara Kruger's early work.

I saw A Strong Sweet Smell of Incense.

I ate dulce de leche ice-cream from an Argentinian ice-cream parlour, and it was delicious.

I heard some drumming and watched dragons dancing, celebrating Chinese New Year.

I walked to Holborn to see Tim Hunkin's Novelty Automaton. I probed an alien (and it probed me), I went on a mini-break, I saw the eclipse, and my library card was declared to be art!

I saw a woman trying to find a suitcase of money from the film Fargo, using maps she had sewn herself, in the Japanese film, Kumiko, the Treasure Hunter.

I looked at collections of things, such as old postcards, in the Magnificent Obsessions exhibition at the Barbican.

I attended a hack day in Nottingham, ate in a restaurant named Manga Sushi and imagined that eating there would turn me into a manga character, and then went on a ferris wheel.

I ate bibimbap in a Korean restaurant for the first time, and drank cinnamon punch.

I walked underneath the viaduct, and listened to the echo as I shouted "echo".

I booked a trip to Iceland.

On Animal Crossing, I was thrown a surprise party.

I celebrated my birthday at the seaside with my mum. We stared at Ladybird books in the De La Warr Pavilion at Bexhill, and watched the waves in Hastings. Foam danced across the beach in the wind, my own foam party.