I woke up this morning and I had to put on a sweater, it made me feel all tingly inside, like change was in the air. And it's funny 'cause, LOL, it was!
So I'm moving, you see, to Paramus. A family got divorced so they're moving out. We get a little brook to ourselves and everything, I look forward to my dog getting periodically muddy in it, as well as to making new friends.
Speaking of friends, I've decided that for my birthday I shall asign a different british comedy to each friend, that way come the twenty-eighth I'll be rolling in a pile of british goodness. It's all YouTube's fault for having so many tantalizing clips of such lovely shows as Jeeves and Wooster (with Fry and Laurie), A Bit of Fry and Laurie (with some Stephen Fry and a bit of Hugh Laurie), QI (ie: Quite Interesting) (with Stephen Fry and a teeny bit of Hugh Laurie) and Blackadder (with Rowan Atkinson, Stephen Fry and Hugh Laurie as well as others).
As you can see, I have fallen madly in love with Stephen Fry and Hugh Laurie, so if I don't have them soon I will explode.
What's that you say? I owe who birthday presents?
Oh, you'll all get them before I move, you have my word.
Laurie and Fry are two of the most adorable men in the world.
I don't think I'll ever get off my British Comedy kick. NEVER! I refuse.
The looks that Jeeves gives Wooster makes me giggle like a little schoolgirl every time.
This song started playing and I felt it apropriate for the current time of year, so I just had to post. Oh, Jim Morrison. *sigh*
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Oh, and also:
I think I know the meaning now of lurve That LITHPPP
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DAMMIT.
Now I REALLY want pastries.
SCONES AT MY HOUSE TOMORROW.
Pwn.