You cannot convince me that Brody, Hooper, and Mrs Brody aren’t a throuple. “This is my husband Martin and this is Martin’s boyfriend Hooper” like it just IS.
During episode 57 of Lads on Tour I said the Br3xit “bricks-it” joke at the same time as @Onlythegirl and had to pause the podcast to process my emotions. GO LISTEN TO @podsontour
So I found this tag by @campyalien the other day, and immediately both read the attached fic (the hungry maw of heaven, amazing) and turned it into this bc it’s one of the best tags I’ve ever seen
Lucas: What if she doesn’t know that she’s French?
Artem: Okay, we can test that.
Gregg, plaintively: How?
Lucas: Throw a baguette, see if she goes.
Yet more reasons why @Onlythegirl is my favorite (sorry @RuaraidhMacDuff, but I did name a stardew chicken after you)
Turns out I have a pet peeve of hearing that silverware is “boring.” It’s a fucking spoon. It comes in colors. It’s either the weirdest modern art expression of cutlery you’ve ever seen or it’s “boring.”
Adventures in registries.
Do any of my few lovely followers know of a reliable person who could do a wedding save the date & invitation commission? The turn around time is very very short but we are approaching desperado levels.
Been struggling with keeping things tidy, so I recorded while I cleaned the kitchen bc those timelapse videos are always so satisfying, and I gotta say it was just as satisfying to watch myself cleaning.
Before and after.
It is 5am and I am awake. Taken as much anti inflammatories as I can and am sitting on a heating pad. One day I may learn from past mistakes, but it was not yesterday.
My pain was at a like 8 this morning so I scrambled and got a doctor’s appointment. I’m seeing them in an hour and my pain’s at like, 3. I can’t express how deeply frustrating this is.