holycrapholycrapholycrapholycrap

the master is following me

I really don't see it.
They're both... well, look at them.
They're attractive in different ways.
If I had to choose, I wouldn't choose Benny.
But I wouldn't choose Martin either.
I hate it when people do this with fandoms.
Taking sides and calling any other character drab
compared to their favorite.
The one that really gets on my nerves is
the Doctor Who one. He's the same person
so why are you saying 'ooh, I hate all the old ones,
but I love the new ones'?
It's madness. Each regeneration brings something new
to the character. If you fancy one over another,
then fine. Just don't be so horrid about the rest of the regenerations.

"Oh! Fuck wank bugger shitting arse head and hole!"
Well said, Bill Nighy, well said.

That was... brilliant. Fantastic. I cried, so that's always a sign of me enjoying a movie. Oh, wow. I want to watch it again but I know that if I watch something too often then I'll grow tired of it. But it was so good! I saw it at Kmart the other day but I didn't get it because I was saving my money for Christmas presents. But now I've got $65 and only two more presents to get so I can grab it without worrying about not having enough money to buy for everyone. I must make mum watch it. If I cried, then she'll bawl her eyes out. It's such a good movie. It's corny, of course. It's a Christmas film, so what to you expect? But it's still a really, really good one.

I will not cry...

I will not cry...

I will not cry...

I LOVE THIS FILM

HOLY CRAP

IT'S SO GOOOOOD

*huggles screen*

TO CELEBRATE HOW FANTASTIC

AND OVERALL AWESOME

THIS FILM IS:

HERE'S A GIF

OF JOHN BEING...

JOHN

I finally found Nativity! Yes! Brilliant! And afterwards I might just watch Love, Actually just so that I can see Martin Freeman do this:

Whenever I call something pretty, my dad looks over and says 'pretty ugly'

As soon as mum walks in, my sister asks her if she got her another present at the shops.

Tumblr: We'll be back shortly.
Me: NOT THIS AGAIN!

Someone with a Nazi symbol as their display picture started following me

Dad's watching an British comedy and this woman. THIS woman. She can't speak English. I should just let it be, but I keep correcting her automatically. 'Ain't', 'weren't'...

I was editing my NaNoWriMo story when I read this scene in which Connor gets drunk and they all stand up to leave the booth, but he says 'good LORD, Elodie, it would appear that I'm stuck!' when he finds that Abigail is still sitting down.
I DON'T REMEMBER WRITING THIS. I REALLY DON'T. I'M SERIOUS. IT WAS NOT THERE BEFORE. I MEAN... WHAT?!

Dad just caved and went off to bed, mumbling excuses to himself.

I know how to sort out my 'are you dating anyone yet?' woes.
They'll ask me. And I'll say: yes, actually, I am. They'll ask for his name. And I'll say: Benedict Cumberbatch. And they won't know who it is, so I'll be sitting there trying not to laugh while they ask me more questions and wonder at the curiousness of his name.
Yeah, that's right.

...ANDERSON? WHAT ARE YOU DOING ON BEING HUMAN?

Dad: *all calm and deadpan* I got your report today...

Christmas:

Hey, Emily, how are you? Do you have a boyfriend?

New years:

Soooooo, who you gonna kiss at midnight?

My birthday:

So! 17, hey? Do you have a boyfriend yet?

Valentine's day:

So, Emily! Whose your Valentine?

I swear. If this happens to me again, I will have to hire an actor and parade him about in front of them. Or I'll just tell them the truth and say that I'm going to die with five hundred cats, millions of books on the floor and a loaded rifle on my wall.

I really agree with Sherlock. Though I don't have a job and I don't deduce the hell out of people. I suppose my work would be reading and writing and... yes.

Not that anyone would date me, really. Anyone that will has made a big mistake because I'm so unsure of my feelings that I'll hate them one day and love them the next. Having a 'relationship' is messy and not good at this age and pointless and so many other things.

Earlier today when dad and I were waiting for the bus, he looked over at me and said: I bet you ten dollars I can stay up longer than you tonight.

At first I was all Grumpy Garry/Caeser because I was feeling like crap and couldn't find any of the movies I wanted to watch

But now I'm all happy and proud because noooow whenever I get a text: I'll hear the Sherlock theme and whenever someone's calling: I'll hear Drumming Song. And the phone didn't reject them because they were longer than 40 seconds: it actually let me download them even though they were both longer than anything I have on the phone!

And since I couldn't find a gif to show how ecstatic I am about the new ringtones that I can't wait to put into use, here's a completely irrelevant one that I dug up:

Oh, I know, John. I know...

I was listening to Magic Man when mum started singing along.

Me: how do you know this song?

Mum: pfft. I was singing it before she was *drinks cordial like a boss*

The phone started ringing

IT'S SOMEONE CALLING FOR ME, RIGHT?

'...Oh, hi Emily. It's Aunty Karen. How are you?'

'She's not here.'

'Oh, that's okay. You could leave a message for me.'

*already has a pen in hand* 'Yeah, sure.' *writes down message and solemnly puts the phone back in it's cradle*

Good. So I wasn't the only one who had a little nerdgasm when Moriarty stepped out and stood in front of what looked like the TARDIS? Perhaps the Master stole the TARDIS and gave him a lift... Or perhaps he is a new regeneration of the Master... Well he does like bombs. And killing people... They'd make great friends, you know. Not good news for Sherlock and the Doctor, but.

I got a message on Tumblr from an IRL friend saying I miss you :(
LOOK! SOMEONE LIKES ME! AND MISSES ME! ACTUALLY MISSES ME!

So I answer it and then I go on Facebook to say hi and a massive thank you for actually caring. She replies: *refuses to talk* then logs off ten or so minutes later.

Yeah, I told you everyone hates me.

Why does everything suck when you're alone?

My sister is convinced that my sonic screwdriver is actually capable of something other than looking and sounding awesome. She thinks it can open the biscuit tin and turn on the microwave and open my bedroom door...

I was listening to the world is mine by alex day and mum asked 'is that charlie?'

I made some tea and considering how bad I am in the kitchen: it tastes pretty damn nifty. But there's no one to share it with...

And I'm listening to heavy in your arms, so obviously my happy mood has declined a little. I also just discovered that I have a follower... hello there.

The guy got out of his car and started walking towards the door.

So I hid in my room for a while until I was convinced he was gone and picked up my sonic screwdriver and crept towards the front door in a ninja-like fashion to make sure that he'd left.

What is my life.

There's a man sitting in a white ute outside my house. And I'm home alone.

So I was listening to depressing piano music and being all tired and forever alone

Then Home came on, so now

Just gonna play this all day and pretend to be sharing this tea and bamf song with someone, if you don't mind

I cleaned my room yesterday.

I only ever clean my room when someone is sleeping over.

So I don't know why.

Do you know why?

Because I certainly don't

Perhaps I should trash it?

Yes, that sounds like a lovely idea.

I just used my sonic screwdriver on a youtube video in the hopes that it would load faster.

What is my life.

My phone fell on the floor.

Please, please, pleeeease don't be broken...

IT'S OKAY! NOT A SINGLE SCRATCH!

Just lurking about, my chin in my hand, checking people's Tumblrs. I get to Kotryna's and press F5 and there's a NEW POST.

TONIGHT I plan on staying up all night. All I need is a reason to do so. Something that will keep me occupied from now until 5am. There's Fortysomething. I'll finish watching that. But then what? I need something else to watch. Nativity looks very good. So does everything with either Martin Freeman or Benedict Cumberbatch in it...

ONWARDS TO IMDB.COM

Mum just yelled out 'PINK?' and I resisted the urge to reply 'PINK!' and run off to search the nearby bins for a pink case, then come home and text Watson with 'Baker Street. Come at once if convenient. SH', 'If inconvenient, come anyway. SH' and, finally, 'Could be dangerous. SH'
Hmm. The moment has passed and I'm more bored than before. Watson, if you were here, my sudden running out of the house after exclaiming 'PINK!' would not have been out of the ordinary.

KOTRYNA POSTED SOMETHING NEW ON HER BLOG

Yes. That's right.

I've been creeping on your blog all day long.

BUT, OH!

YOU NEVER UPDATE

REGARDLESS OF HOW OFTEN I HIT REFRESH

YOU'RE ALMOST AS BAD AS THE

'We'll be back shortly'

...almost

So, naturally, when something new appears on your blog

I'm going to be a tad bit excited