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A CONVERSATION I JUST HAD IN MY KITCHEN
Flatmate: Mer, you've just sighed, like, a billion times.
Me: I have a problem.
Flatmate: What kind of problem?
Me: I have a crush on an unobtainable man.
Me: I'm slightly comforted by the fact that I am not the only one with this problem.
Flatmate: You're talking about that Sherlock dude again, aren't you.
Me: ... Yes.
Flatmate: You're never going to date him.
Me: Let's just pretend otherwise for, like, five minutes.
Me: I have a problem.
Flatmate: What kind of problem?
Me: I have a crush on an unobtainable man.
Me: I'm slightly comforted by the fact that I am not the only one with this problem.
Flatmate: You're talking about that Sherlock dude again, aren't you.
Me: ... Yes.
Flatmate: You're never going to date him.
Me: Let's just pretend otherwise for, like, five minutes.
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And hey, willing suspension of disbelief! It's, like, fandom's gift, right?
That's my story and I'm sticking to it.
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Fandom basically trains us in this! Fandom, you jerkface.
You are so very not alone in this.
I know. He's the thinking, guy-preferring-person's Kryptonite. Solidarity.
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None of them look like code names for Star Trek II to me. Sad.