I live in a world where I take five-hour naps after reading
amazing works of
groundbreaking literature, where people write
wonderful RPF about Survivor, where BB has the
best segment ever, where
Joss Whedon is making a musical starring Nathan Fillion and Neil Patrick Harris.
*content sigh*
I like this world.
I feel kind of like the Pevensies did after their world ended but they got to go into the bigger, better, prettier Narnia.
Except here, I'm pretty sure lipstick and stockings are acceptable. Especially if it turns you into a spyleader.