So, um. The flist catching up thing didn't so much happen last night (nor did most of the check through of your Big Bang, sorry,
krazykipper!) because I was having another absolutely fun and fabulous 3 hour (yes, it was that long again, I looked on my phone and laughed) phone conversation with
decor_noctis about pretty much everything, up to and including old dart injuries** and what the Pythons looked like as children. (The latter had me crying with laughter. Oh, Eric Idle, you funny looking chap.)
Btw, James, I am still squeeing and gleeing over Certain Things, If You Know What I Mean And I Think You Do. *hands* Also, COMEDY! *more hands* And SUPERHEROES!!!!! *even more hands, this time slightly more flaily* And oh, Edgar Wright, how so awesome? And I found that Q&A, by-the-by, and I just... "Does Patrick keep his hat on during sex?" "That depends where were having it". OH PETE WENTZ, JUST WHEN I THOUGHT I COULD NOT LOVE YOU MORE. And he MOCKS PEOPLE FOR THEIR TYPOS. LIKE 'HIPPOCRASY' WHEN HE REPLIES "HIPPOcrisy isnt my thing. girafism is." I JUST. HE JUST. *hands* And he totally is all like *RAISED HACKLES OMG* when someone suggests that Patrick's voice hasn't always sounded great live. *beams*
On a related note, I was listening to Beat It again this morning. Aal;skd fja;sjdfh ;alisjfjashfdj.
Why yes, I am killing time before I have to go back to work. *sighs heavily* Stuff and Things. Gah.
**This is in reference to the fact that when I was about 9 years old I got a dart stuck in my head. No, seriously.