I am not used to this! The kindness! It hurts!
And now he texted me again: “Promise me to play a lot of computer games.”
I BLOODY LOVE YOU, YOU STRANGE, RANDOM MAN. BEST BIG BROTHER EVER.
My answer: “Promise! Cross my heart, and all my respawns! I promise!”
On the RP yesterday I talked about pneumonia (it’s already on fybakerstreet), earlier today I answered an ask about Benedict’s pneumonia. And I have mentioned that I haven’t been all that well for the last week? Well. I went to the doctor’s office today. Guess what. Turns out I have pneumonia.
I tried to remain calm as I asked her “And what do you think?”
She answered: “I loved it! And to be frank, it wasn’t exactly painful to look at the actor playing Sherlock. He’s really something.”
That was about when I lost it and started to squee and ramble, nearly attacking the poor photographer with my obsession.
I regret nothing!
“That jogger…is a woman…who likes running…”
I do this ALL the time.
I do this alll the time, especially during school.
I try, but I am the most unobservant person in the world so naturally I suck at it.
My analysis tutor lives alone. Shaving foam under his ear and traces of where it’s happened before, and nobody at home to tell him. TRUE STORY. I was well chuffed with myself when I noticed that one!