Possibly, I'm Insane

It depends on my mood

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kinklock:

Irene says that Sherlock never responds to her flirting, which in any universe would mean that he’s not interested, but because John can find a way of being jealous of LITERALLY ANYthing with Sherlock he makes it into something he can be jealous of like he ALWAYS RESPONDS TO ME WHAT DOES IT MEAN THAT HE DOESN’T RESPOND TO YOU, IS THIS LOVE, like. honestly john. really. look at what you’re saying. 

(via incurablylazydevil)

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Scenes from My Road Trip

  • Just south of Louisville, we decided to stop at a Wendy's. BAD MISTAKE. TERRIBLE MISTAKE. We waited behind this woman who took FIFTEEN MINUTES just to PLACE AN ORDER AT WENDY'S. I know, because I was texting during the ordeal, so I could time it. AND DO YOU KNOW WHAT SHE WANTED? TWO SANDWICHES. BUT SHE ORDERED THESE SANDWICHES IN THE WORLD'S MOST CONFUSING WAY, WITH ALL THESE SPECIAL ADD-ONS AND SUBTRACTIONS. YOU ARE AT WENDY'S. WHAT ARE YOU DOING. IT IS *FAST FOOD.* Seriously, at times like these, I decide I am the least high-maintenance person in the history of time. Did you hear that, Benedict? You'd be lucky to have me.
  • The Wendy's where we stopped was in the same plaza as a store called Caskets Kentucky. So I guess we should have known.

Filed under roadtrip| louisville| wendy's| caskets kentucky|

There was a sign that was in such tiny lettering that you basically couldn’t read it. What was the behind-the-scenes discussion about that sign? ”Oops, that sign’s in 12 pt font, think anyone will notice? Just put it up anyway.” 

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At one point one of the signs on the road warned us that we should be on the lookout for “drug impaired drivers.” I found this terrifying. Is this such an issue that you need to go and create a *sign* about it???

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Scenes from My Road Trip

Pennsylvania’s license plates have the state tourism website on them. I want to know why. Do they really think that you’re stuck in traffic and some road somewhere and the car in front of you is from Pennsylvania and you’re like, “Hey. visitpa.com. We should look that up and go there someday.”

Filed under roadtrip| pennsylvania|

Scenes from My Road Trip

  • My friend: Where in Ohio is Columbus?
  • Me: ...Do you even know what Ohio looks like?
  • My friend: ...I think it's vaguely rectangular.

Filed under roadtrip| ohio| columbus|

Scenes from My Road Trip

  • My mother, on the phone with me: So what states do you have to go through today?
  • Me: I think it's just Pennsylvania, then Tennessee, then Mississippi. But they're big states.
  • Me: (hangs up phone)
  • My friend: Yeah, we just entered West Virginia.
  • Me: We just entered what?
  • My friend: Did you even know West Virginia was over here?
  • Me: I don't know any geography beyond Pennsylvania.
  • My friend: Me, either.
  • Me: The rest of this trip will just be state names on random, as far as we're concerned.

Filed under roadtrip| pennsylvania| tennessee| mississippi| west virginia|

Scenes from My Road Trip

Every single time we crossed a river — every single time — my friend was like, “I think this is the Ohio River. No, for real, I think this is it this time.” We crossed the Ohio River, like, six times while driving down to Mississippi. I bet if you looked at a map, it would turn out we had never crossed the Ohio River at all.

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