L'ennui au fil des nuits sans fin fit de nous deux joyeux pantins

Mar 02, 2011 10:01

 SORRY ABOUT YESTERDAY.  I was having a wangst fit.  It happens sometimes when the good things in my life overload my circuits.

So I got on tumblr like WAHHHH WHAT WILL HAPPEN TO MY FANDOM WHEN THE SHOW CLOSES and Becky answered thusly:

Razorblade sales will plummet. Parks will be tended to. There will be strange sightings in the sky at night (Is it Peter Pan? Superman? Somebody’s uncle?) People will not take twenty minutes to say just kidding. Otters will no longer dance. Latinos will not be upgraded. And things that were once beautiflo will just be beautiful.

But there will be an odd circumstance - something that resembles a harem (though more modern, more western, and actually legal) where a certain collection of individuals will gather around one individual. Some of us will knit. Some of us will write. Some of us will form sculptures, and others make a scrapbook of razorblades, all to the gently melody of a trumpet tune. And there will be a certain individual in the midst of it all, wondering if he should wish he had regular fans who would learn to let go of their fandoms and find new interests, or if he should accept it, and follow through with that signed promesse de mariage before it shows up in court.

There is just no saying. All we can predict is that it will mikelemazing.

You guys are my favourite.

Also, Maeva put a picture of my doll on her facebook!



Tell me if that's too big and I'll cut it.

knitting, mozart l'opéra rock

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