Sometimes I forget
that I partake in this sociality known as tumblr. Therefore, when I do remember, it results in mass reblogging of every Cumberbatch picture I find. I am, at heart, the most severe of Cumberbitches.
It also tends to happen when I finish a massive amount of homework. Like this stooppidd philosophy paper that took me four days to write. Really Phil? "Philosophy of Social Science will be fun! Come on! Take the Class!" He says.
No.
Fine, I will, but only because you're teaching it.
I never said I'd like it.
But that's not what I came here to talk about.
This post was supposed to be about my celebratory one-person dance party after I submitted my paper to Moodle. Lady Gaga and Carry Underwood weren't enough. I needed to tell the world of my new-found freedom from school work.
For the next week, at least.