Not that I want to kill any adorable children, just that I feel lonely. Mainly, I miss Virginia Tech. I miss my room, my roommate, my friends, my classes, the campus, the food, everything. I just want to go back now.
I also need some inspiration. Not even inspiration, really. I know exactly what I want to write. I just don't seem to have the motivation to open up a Word document and actually write it. Maybe I need to get really sick again so I can be on drugs all the time. Apparently that worked before, because I was on a roll. I can't say the same for the state of my writing right now.
I am, however, quite in love with Aidan Turner.
I mean, he is an amazing actor. And just look at him. Really, I can't even begin to resist. He is almost equal to Johnny Depp on my list of favorite actors. And I don't even like that many actors, so me knowing his name is a big enough deal already. So I have been watching Being Human and, I must say, Mitchell and Kili are very different characters.
Also, Aidan Turner is clearly all for the supernatural people. First he is a vampire, then he gets reincarnated into a dwarf, then reincarnated again into a werewolf. Perhaps he will be a fairy next. That would be exciting.
But anyway, I am enjoying Being Human. Unfortunately, my internet is extremely slow, and iTunes is taking much too long to download it, so I am currently stuck on the third episode of the second season, waiting for the next to finish downloading. And then I will probably stay up all night watching it until I get to one that hasn't finished downloading. And then I will think to myself.
"Christina," I will say, "why did you not take the slight inspiration that entered your being and spend this time writing instead of fawning over Kili the dwarf's past life?"
"Intelligent part of me, dearest," I will reply, "as much as I love writing, the slight obsession I have for this actor is currently all-consuming, therefore I must watch everything I can with him in it in order to alleviate this from my system... or at least minimize its ability to distract me."
Whether or not the more logical side of me takes that for a good enough answer is beyond my predictions. Because I really should be writing. I know the scene I want to write right now and everything. The second arc of my story is so much fun.
I felt compelled to share. I like that picture. It is one of the backgrounds on my cell phone.
Yes, I am aware that my infatuations with fictional characters are disturbing and unhealthy. But there is nothing I can do about it. Plus, I am not harming anyone, and it gives me inspiration to write, unlike when I am infatuated with normal, real people. THOSE infatuations make me LOSE all inspiration. I would know. I just had one.
It sucked.
But man, the guy is attractive. Oh well. Nothing is going to happen. And if it does, knowing my luck, I will be madly in love with someone I haven't even met yet and be like "well, damn, maybe you should have done something back when I was, I don't know, super duper interested in you."
Exactly.
Alright. This codfish is going to go watch more Being Human. Enjoy your day. (Except no one reads this blog. So it is really just myself I am telling this to. And maybe some very curious fans if I one day am a bestselling author. That would be funny. If that happened: Hello out there! This is me when I was nineteen and did not have a driver's license! Nice to meet you! What am I like now? I am very curious to know.)
I feel like I just looked into the future. Cool. I like time travel. Even if it is only in my mind.
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