So. Someone on my friends list linked to the
YouTube clip about the T.S. Eliot Equation, and I realized it could be used to prove three things about me:
- I won't have any cats in my old age, because zero divided by anything is always zero. This is good, because I am tragically allergic to cats.
- I won't live to be old, because some right-thinking
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I think it's Sam Carter.
I think I have a problem with my brain being missing, oh god.
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*pleased beyond measure*
(And, obviously, you don't have any brain missing; in fact, judging from this, you have extra brain. Or I am unusually dense. Or, as is all too likely, both.)
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...oh my lord, "Holy Hannah" is totally the new "Oh my stars and garters."
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I think I love you.
No. I'm sure I love you. Your brain is made of awesome.
(And I feel sure that somewhere in all this there's an explanation for Sam's affinity for blue jello.)
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... and that is bad how?
(But what about Cameron?)
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He's probably, you know, Cannonball, or someone. Or, or, or, Kitty! Because Kitty is totally a little fangirl, just like Cam *g*. Doesn't she get all excited about hanging out with the X-Men when she first shows up?
Or maybe *he's* Cyclops, and Teal'c is Colossus? Because Colossus = WIN, and so does Teal'c.
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*broken*
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