Way too much.
Guise. You guise I did it. Two and a half years since I saw a Vi Hart video about Hilbert curves, I knitted six iterations of it. It’s too big to be of any use at all. Good job Clare.
Steven Moffat Doesn’t Understand Grief, and It’s Killing Doctor Who
There’s a popular joke I’ve seen floating around on Tumblr for a while now. It goes like this:
“Joss Whedon, Steven Moffat and George R.R. Martin walk into a bar and everyone you’ve ever loved dies.”
Here’s the problem, though:
SOMEBODY FINALLY FUCKING SAID IT THANK YOU
"But more importantly than that, when you have no death, when nothing truly has weight or scale, when decisions don’t stick and nobody feels the consequences… it’s hard to care about anything. The stakes on the show feel so low at this point that a once addictive program is unengaging, dull and hollow."
So what you’re saying is, this joke would make more sense of you replace Moffat with Shonda Rhimes?
The man in the train just said: “beimíd ag teacht isteach ag Cill Dara seachain an bhearna le do thoil go luath.” Silly recording.
However they’re changing that, and also the rule that a same sex couple can’t both be guardians of an adopted child.
If your mother’s husband wants to legally be your guardian, then she has to give up her biological claim on you and they both have to adopt you. Silly.
Puppy-eyed Sherlocks to their disappointed Johns.
Sherlock’s not the only one with looks of utter adoration.
It got better.
Indeed it did.
Benedict looks like the mother in home alone in this. “KEVIN!”
I had been sitting on my leg and I got up and it went dead and next thing I was on my ass on the floor with three engineers and a health and safety lady looking down at me. Anyway now my ankle hurts. Lauren?