Four things:
1) Having perused the photographic evidence, I can now safely conclude that Zac Efron is not a real person. He appears to be mathematically, aesthetically, and sexitastically perfect. Therefore, I have been led to conclude that he must be an INCEPTION. An inception of
epically gorgeous proportions.
( ETA )2) Earlier today, the genius sidebar in iTunes introduced me to
this song, and since then I've listened to it approximately forty-three times. Wait...now it's forty-four. *g* I've been writing for most of that time, but I keep getting distracted because epic songs like this always inspire equally epic music videos in my head. Also, Swahili is a gorgeous language. I...want to learn it. A little. Maybe.
So much.
3) I think I hate the floor. I can't figure out any other reason why I can't sit in a chair without automatically going into yoga poses or throwing one leg on the desk and the other on the bed or both on the nearest elevated surface. I think I must unconsciously hate floors, or why else wouldn't my feet want to be on them?
4) Today is day five of
The Meme of Many Recs! (I wasn't intending on italicizing it every day, but, yes. It's a pattern now, and I can't fight the urge to follow my own patterns.)
Day 05. A fic pairing you weren't sure you'd like but ended up lovingA Man of Questionable Morals by
katieforsythe (Holmes/Watson) -
Sherlock HolmesExcerpt:
( 'Then how can you expect me to act callously in your own case?' )