The Tutor Actually Apologised.
An incident from my Jane Austen seminar earlier this week:
Tutor: It's a bit like Sherlock Holmes and Dr Watson: the genius detective and the really stupid--
Riona: WATSON IS NOT STUPID.
Entire Class: ...
BENEATH THE CUT: possibly the worst crossover idea I have ever had, presented in image form. Beware of flashing image.
I don't know why his clothes are also sparkling. Evidently he is just that sparkly. (And I really don't know why his trousers aren't sparkling if his jacket is. Well, all right, the practical reason is 'the sparkling was starting to hurt my eyes'. Perhaps the trousers are made of extremely dense sparkle-suppressing material.)
To those of you who are not familiar with The X Factor and therefore do not know who these gentlemen are: you are fortunate. Allow me to destroy that fortune with an educational video clip. (WARNING: bad singing. Really, really bad singing. Bad dancing. Bad outfits. These guys are absolutely appalling and bring me so much joy. I laugh uncontrollably every time I watch this clip.)
SO I KNOW WHAT I SHALL NOW BE PICTURING WHENEVER I ENCOUNTER ANYTHING TWILIGHT-RELATED.
Last night, I dreamt that I went to an open-air Supernatural convention on the islands around Sandover Village (Jak and Daxter). Jared and Jensen snogged each other, to amuse the fangirls, and then Jared kissed me (not in front of the fandom, although I remember thinking 'augh, what if someone sees? the fandom will hate me'), presumably to amuse himself. He was very sweet about it. I may now have a bit of a dream-induced crush.
Tutor: It's a bit like Sherlock Holmes and Dr Watson: the genius detective and the really stupid--
Riona: WATSON IS NOT STUPID.
Entire Class: ...
BENEATH THE CUT: possibly the worst crossover idea I have ever had, presented in image form. Beware of flashing image.
I don't know why his clothes are also sparkling. Evidently he is just that sparkly. (And I really don't know why his trousers aren't sparkling if his jacket is. Well, all right, the practical reason is 'the sparkling was starting to hurt my eyes'. Perhaps the trousers are made of extremely dense sparkle-suppressing material.)
To those of you who are not familiar with The X Factor and therefore do not know who these gentlemen are: you are fortunate. Allow me to destroy that fortune with an educational video clip. (WARNING: bad singing. Really, really bad singing. Bad dancing. Bad outfits. These guys are absolutely appalling and bring me so much joy. I laugh uncontrollably every time I watch this clip.)
SO I KNOW WHAT I SHALL NOW BE PICTURING WHENEVER I ENCOUNTER ANYTHING TWILIGHT-RELATED.
Last night, I dreamt that I went to an open-air Supernatural convention on the islands around Sandover Village (Jak and Daxter). Jared and Jensen snogged each other, to amuse the fangirls, and then Jared kissed me (not in front of the fandom, although I remember thinking 'augh, what if someone sees? the fandom will hate me'), presumably to amuse himself. He was very sweet about it. I may now have a bit of a dream-induced crush.