I’m afraid if I ever met BC I’d blurt out: I REALLY WANT TO SEE WHAT YOUR SKULL LOOKS LIKE I BET IT’S ABSOLUTELY FUCKING AMAZING UNDER ALL THAT SKIN AND MUSCLE.
This has been Deep Thoughts with BennyChairs (while she’s on some reeeeeaaaallly great cough medicine with codeine.) (But really: bones are so cool, aren’t they? They’re like our very own sculptures we carry around inside us all the time.) (His belong in the Louvre.) (Metaphorically, I mean, not like now or anything.)
Aw, thanks!! My throat isn’t sore anymore (which it had been for days), but I’m still coughing and congested, it just won’t go away, dang it. Summer colds are the worst.
Also posting this to mention that there might not be an Evening GIF tonight because I just want to lie on the couch and watch Project Runway and eat soup and generally have a self-pity party because I live alone and there’s no one to take care of me and I’m a miserable whiner when I’m sick.
Why can’t you, like, hire people to do that? Like a “Grandmas for Hire” thing? Someone who will come over and fuss over you when you don’t feel well or are sad or something, but then will go the hell away when you feel better?
So, just out of curiosity, what does Sherlock and Potato John think of the Sherlock Emmy wins? ;-)
<3 flocci 4eva