Sunshine

I swear I get happier when the sun is out. Like the bright light and heat makes me somehow more positive and in a much better mood. I think that may be the main symptom of Seasonal Affective Disorder but we will gloss over that one and move on...
Today for the first time in about 3 months (not counting yesterday because I didn't leave the house until the evening) the sun came out and graced England with its majesty. It was so nice to just sit in a field and soak up the rays. I'm paying for it now, of course, but it was nice at the time.  I've had such a lovely day just doing nothing in a field in the sun, then sitting at my aunts house watching Ab Fab and drinking wine, the getting home to discover, thanks to the wonderful, Nerimon, that a certain book that I happen to know my mother, aunt and GRANDMOTHER are reading is actually... FILTHY TWILIGHT FAN FICTION! Don't get me wrong, I knew that the top selling book of the moment is actually porn, but that was all I thought it was, just erotica. Now my faith in humanity is so diminished I'm not sure it will ever come back. People are reading TWILIGHT porn opening and brazenly on the tube, on the bus, in the street! (yea, I have actually seen people walking down the street reading 50 Shades.) We all know what you are reading, you can't get away with it. I am worried about the world. When did it become OK to openly admit that you are reading this stuff? I don't want to know that half my family is reading it *shudder*. It's especially funny since my mum wouldn't read Twilight because it has vampires in it. This has actually made my night. I find it hilarious. Thank you, Alex Day for making me smile tonight.
On a slightly different note, does anyone know when I got over 2000 points on Pottermore? Not that I'm complaining, but I don't remember doing that.
Have fun reading your Twilight Porn.
xxx