So I'm really hoping Japan doesn't actually have a venue called Pacific Yokohama National Big Hall. But if it does, I vote we all go there and dance.
I also vote that Richard Wilson's eyebrows somehow be immortalized. His "uh huh o rly" expression is clearly the work of the gods.
Actually, talking about Richard Wilson, I'd like to point out that bastardizing Arthurian legend can always be excused by copious amounts of bromance and really hot male leads.
And bastardizing Diana Wynne Jones can be excused by sketchy magical creations that look like anthropormorphized blobfish.
Our head of school could possibly be a more interesting speaker if he was a blobfish. Graduation was pretty good, until he opened his mouth. And then talked about someone who'd already come and talked to us--about airplane bits. Sad eggs, beanhomie. Sad eggs.
Also I got my schedule for summer finalized and it looks like I'm working a total of seven hundred billion weekdays! I'm EXCITED! Hermit-hood, here I come!
Except not, because I'm stealing the senior child and making her watch trashy Japanese soaps and shit. But other than that!
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment