Things on my mind lately:
So British detectives have kind of become my thing. I'm currently watching Midsomer Murders, Inspector Lewis, and I just finished series 2 of Broadchurch. I also started a tumblr just for Midsomer and it's been fun to try a blog focused on one thing and watch it grow.
The Chordettes are my favorite right now and I love how the soloist is usually the lowest voice - a nice change for me.
I want to cosplay but it takes so much time, money, and talent I'm not sure I have. And since 90% of my favorite characters at the moment are men that wear suits all the time and don't have a lot of distinguishing (and replicable) features (see aforementioned British detectives), I'm not really sure who I'd want to do anyway. But Cabin Pressure would be pretty doable. And Donna from Doctor Who.
Sometimes I swear if strangers or acquaintances press me on what I want to do with my life, I'm going to say "I want to be the man who makes the noise of the TARDIS." Or "I might just take the crazy golf thing professional." (both quotes from John Finnemore)
Like I don't mind talking about it with friends who get it, and there are some nice people who don't press for details after I give my first answer, but when someone who doesn't know me very well tells me what I need to do, acts concerned and/or disapproving at my lack of direction, and generally doesn't get the hint that this is a personal, difficult, and really-not-as-simple-as-you-think-random-person issue (though I'm not always sure how to convey this except being vague), just no. I don't really want to hash it out over and over for someone who doesn't care enough, so I reserve the right to be facetious.
Facetious is now a word I use thanks to Sergeant Hathaway from Inspector Lewis.
|which became a running joke in the rest of the episode|
|baby Morse just wants a normal name|
How are you guys, and what's going on in your life right now?