also I watched the great escape with my family today and my dad was like "oh apparently john leyton's in this. if that's relevant to you" and I was like "oh cool". as if I haven't already watched every film he's been in and listen to his songs for like 40 hours a day and would cry and possibly pass out if I ever met him
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Hi yes I do know this is my third post about the new BVZ episode in a night but I'm not done talking about this so shut up. This is my show, I'll talk about shit as much as I want to :D
Do the Doctor (fuck that spelling, I'm not even trying) and Hipswitch know about Faith, Devlin, and Kerano? I know Albus keeps his cards close to his chest, especially when it comes to his past, but has he told them about his family? Or were they all just confused when Albus suddenly got ticked off when Sensei brought up Kerano and Faith?
Were they just thinking "Dude, who the hell is he talking about? And why are you so mad about it?" or did they just chalk it up to Albus being Albus and having an axe to grind for no reason.
Like
"Don't want Kerano to pick up your bad habits."
"What the fuck did you just say?"
"Bro...chill."
"We can't always be there for those who have been...faithful to us."
"You keep her name out of your fucking mouth."
"BRO. CHILL."
"...you know."
"I do. If I kill you, I'll go after her next."
"WHAT DOES HE KNOW. WHO IS HER. WHAT IS HAPPENING."
Honestly, I kinda hope they don't cause the confusion would be a lot funnier
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Thinking about a lot of things but mainly of how Terry Pratchett writes tiredness.
(Which means I’m mainly thinking of Sam Vimes. Which is normal.)
But he gets it so right.
The feeling behind your eyeballs. Stealing time from your future self with coffee, and, when the coffee doesn’t work anymore, going on sheer bloody mindedness because you cannot stop, you can’t. Not being sure when you last had real sleep. The strange state of mind you land in where you should absolutely not be tested because everything’s on a hair trigger, and things feel like they’re moving through treacle and your ability to make decisions feels shot to hell so you can only hope that you’re making the right choices.
Not Terry Pratchett’s words, if course, but I can’t get to my bookshelf at the moment, and, if I could, I’m not sure that I can read anymore.
I’m tired, is what I’m getting at.
And Terry Pratchett writes the whole spectrum of being human so brilliantly, but, damn, how he nails down being tired.
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