I'm Sorry I Called You A Crybaby, Watson.
I have a moogle62 at the moment, which is a rather lovely thing to have. She is trying to persuade me to write fanfiction in which Derren Brown cries. I am horribly, horribly tempted. (He would become so angry with himself, because he hates losing control, and I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT HE WOULD BE CRYING ABOUT BUT I WANT THIS TO EXIST ANYWAY.)
(MOOG HERE: THIS IS TRUE, I AM A WRONG)
SHE IS ALSO WRONG BECAUSE SHE HAS FORCED ME TO WATCH THE FIRST SIX EPISODES OF MERLIN WITH reipan, PROBABLY AT GUNPOINT (THIS IS UNTRUE: I DO NOT OWN A GUN - ALTHOUGH IF I DID, OKAY, PROBABLY THIS WOULD BE LESS UNTRUE), and now, all right, I may perhaps be slightly in love. I actually squeaked and exclaimed 'they love each other and I love them and they are such boyfriends' in the fourth episode. It took a mere four episodes for Merlin/Arthur to make me make audible noises of flailing and love. That is, frankly, pathetic. (On my part. It is rather impressive on the parts of Merlin and Arthur.) SHE MAY - AND BY 'MAY', I MEAN 'WILL' - BE GOING TO BUY THE SECOND HALF OF THE SEASON IN THE MORNING. abjkadahdk I win at making her love the GAY GAY GAY DESTINIED-BOYS. I feel it is also important to point out that she spent a lot of the time insulting both Uther ("He is such a git!") and the slash dragon ("Okay, now the dragon is a git too.") and also co-composed a song about Merlin and Arthur and their Big Gay Destiny with reipan, in, like, the two minutes I was out of the room. WITH MANY MANY VERSES. It was ridiculously impressive.
So, yes, if I end up making a million and three entries about Merlin, you know whom to blame. BLAME RIONA.
I AM MOOG, DO NOT LISTEN TO ME.
LIES, ALL LIES: THAT LAST BIT OF MOOG-BOLD WAS IN FACT ME BEING USURPED BY RIONA. IGNORE HER BLASPHEMY, SHE HAS NO-ONE TO BLAME BUT HERSELF. AND MERLIN. AND ARTHUR. OKAY, SHE HAS NO-ONE THAT ISN'T FICTIONAL TO BLAME.
SHUT UP; YOU ARE BUYING ROBIN HOOD. (The BBC DVDs, not the semi-historical figure. Although buying the semi-historical figure would probably be less humiliating, because moogle62 has informed me that one of the Merry Men wears trainers.) In my defence, Robin Hood does offer me an abundance of GAYYY and also Richard Armitage being scowly in leather ajaashajkdhakhd what. All right, I have no excuse. Shut up.
She also showed me the first three episodes of The League of Gentlemen. POSSIBLY THE MOST TERRIFYING THING I HAVE EVER WATCHED. (Chinnery is adorable, but I wince whenever he appears, because of course it means that horrible things are about to happen to animals.)
In any case, shaming television aside, we shall probably be posting the first section of the Time-Travelling Adventures of the Doctor and Derren Brown tomorrow: In Which Derren Discovers That Doctor Who and Pokémon Are Not Quite As Fictional As He May Have Imagined. Watch this space!
(MOOG HERE: THIS IS TRUE, I AM A WRONG)
SHE IS ALSO WRONG BECAUSE SHE HAS FORCED ME TO WATCH THE FIRST SIX EPISODES OF MERLIN WITH reipan, PROBABLY AT GUNPOINT (THIS IS UNTRUE: I DO NOT OWN A GUN - ALTHOUGH IF I DID, OKAY, PROBABLY THIS WOULD BE LESS UNTRUE), and now, all right, I may perhaps be slightly in love. I actually squeaked and exclaimed 'they love each other and I love them and they are such boyfriends' in the fourth episode. It took a mere four episodes for Merlin/Arthur to make me make audible noises of flailing and love. That is, frankly, pathetic. (On my part. It is rather impressive on the parts of Merlin and Arthur.) SHE MAY - AND BY 'MAY', I MEAN 'WILL' - BE GOING TO BUY THE SECOND HALF OF THE SEASON IN THE MORNING. abjkadahdk I win at making her love the GAY GAY GAY DESTINIED-BOYS. I feel it is also important to point out that she spent a lot of the time insulting both Uther ("He is such a git!") and the slash dragon ("Okay, now the dragon is a git too.") and also co-composed a song about Merlin and Arthur and their Big Gay Destiny with reipan, in, like, the two minutes I was out of the room. WITH MANY MANY VERSES. It was ridiculously impressive.
So, yes, if I end up making a million and three entries about Merlin, you know whom to blame. BLAME RIONA.
I AM MOOG, DO NOT LISTEN TO ME.
LIES, ALL LIES: THAT LAST BIT OF MOOG-BOLD WAS IN FACT ME BEING USURPED BY RIONA. IGNORE HER BLASPHEMY, SHE HAS NO-ONE TO BLAME BUT HERSELF. AND MERLIN. AND ARTHUR. OKAY, SHE HAS NO-ONE THAT ISN'T FICTIONAL TO BLAME.
SHUT UP; YOU ARE BUYING ROBIN HOOD. (The BBC DVDs, not the semi-historical figure. Although buying the semi-historical figure would probably be less humiliating, because moogle62 has informed me that one of the Merry Men wears trainers.) In my defence, Robin Hood does offer me an abundance of GAYYY and also Richard Armitage being scowly in leather ajaashajkdhakhd what. All right, I have no excuse. Shut up.
She also showed me the first three episodes of The League of Gentlemen. POSSIBLY THE MOST TERRIFYING THING I HAVE EVER WATCHED. (Chinnery is adorable, but I wince whenever he appears, because of course it means that horrible things are about to happen to animals.)
In any case, shaming television aside, we shall probably be posting the first section of the Time-Travelling Adventures of the Doctor and Derren Brown tomorrow: In Which Derren Discovers That Doctor Who and Pokémon Are Not Quite As Fictional As He May Have Imagined. Watch this space!