#carltheatc

[sassbastianb]

Me: You do know it's snowing right.

Roommate: *checks the window* Umm. No?

Jim: WHAT?! NO! I WAS WALKING TO CLASS AND IT WAS LIKE SNOW! HELLO JIM! LET ME GIVE YOU KISSES!

[sassbastianb]

Jim: Is this SERIOUS?!

Roommate: No, it's probably Remus.

[sassbastianb]

i like to play a game with jim when she puts her head on my hip

it's called phone or hipbone

she's currently losing.

[sassbastianb]

wordsofonesyllable replied to your post: for the record if anyone is wondering why jim and...

no iNTERNET??? that’s like a death sentence. or a really good motivation to study. ANYWAYS I’M GLAD YOU’RE HERE (i wasn’t actually around that much myself because studying)

it was AWFUL because we both need the internet to do our homework.

so we went up to campus first thing and stayed late.

but it finally got fixed yesterday so all is well (:

[sassbastianb]

anD THEN I REALIZE THAT ONLY MY RECITATION IS DUE TOMORROW AND THE PAPER IS DUE ONLINE ON FRIDAY?!?!

welp. i'm actually ahead of things for once. i'll turn it in tomorrow night/later tonight as it's nearly 2am.

woooooo!

i actually feel accomplished

i blame ben whishaw's voice reading me poetry

[sassbastianb]

for the record

if anyone is wondering why jim and i have been mysteriously absent from tumblr for like two days it's because the internet was completely gone in our apartment complex.

but it's back up now so we should be back to our regularly scheduled tumbling.

and stress. lots and lots of stress.

someone make this school thing just stop.

[sassbastianb]

sometimes i just don't understand people

like this chick who was sitting next to me on a rather soft, comfy bench just got up and sat on the floor

right next to the bench.

like

there's plenty of space here. there was like... half the length of the bench in between us

and you were reading your massively huge newspaper

is the bench not good enough for you huh????

[sassbastianb]

Jim: I'm not opening them in order. And it's going to bother me.

Me: But... Cuddles!

Jim: ... Which one?

Me: ME.

Jim: NOooooooOOOOoo!!

Jim: *pulls me freakishly close*

Jim: *starts petting me*

Me: You're petting me.

Jim: Shhhhhh. Shhhhhh. Shhhhhh.

Me: You're petting me.

Jim: I'M DOING THE HAIR THING YOU LIKE.

Me: YOU'RE PETTING ME.