So I've been really busy and stressed out this summer, and I'm going to continue to be busy and stressed-out for a good long while. I've been lurking and reading (and commenting) every so often, but I've generally kept radio silence for time's sake. But I'm popping back up for a hot minute, because I found this a few days ago and I feel that it understands me--really, really understands me--on a deep and fundamental level:
I just. I cannot even. I. Bzuh.
SUITS.
Substitute Neal Caffrey's wardrobe for this guy's, and I am...well, I'm incoherent. *grabby hands!* DO WANT.
No, I have never seen How I Met Your Mother.
Also, thanks to super-cool-aunt intervention, I have finally attained
Bondgirls.
...omgSQUEE.
And now, once more into the breach.