title: For Jealousy of Spoons
fandom: O11
words: 317
notes: Because musesfool said I should. No, really, sometimes all you've gotta do is say, "hey! write that!" and I'll typically feel bad about saying no. Also, I'm ashamed to admit, that I sort of made it fit into the Absence of Truth universe. Yes, yes, I know that I'm a bad person. I'm sorry.

( For Jealousy of Spoons )



And now I'm for bed. Really. I expect I'll regret this in the morning.

lalala

Am not home, so e-mail is shifty and all "haha, bitch, I'm smarter than you are." And, well\, it's hard to argue with fact sometimes.

So! OMG watched Anderson Cooper 360 for a while today, just to see Anderson in Texas in a pretty blue shirt with his sleeves rolled up and no, as it happens, I don't know why I adore that look so much, but dammit I do. So pretty. Le sigh.

In other news: Ed Helms is doing the voice over on a commerical for baby soap or whatever. It's beyond cute. I don't even like Helms that much, but, well. There you have it.

Am listening to The Daily Show as I type. I love this, actually. I want to always, always have TV and internet at the same time. Speaking of The Daily Show, Zell Miller is out of his fucking mind. For seriously now. "Each Christmas it kidnappes the baby Jesus, halo and---" I tuned him out after that. But the no smoking signs at gas stations? Not so much with the helping. Oh, backwater state how I detest you.

And! And! I am vaguely in love with Hugh Laurie, who wrote an article on getting the gig as House for TVGuide and made me love him. A lot. "... feeling grumpy one day about I can't remember what, I turned on my heel and strode huffily into a glass wall that had been reinstalled without my noticing. Jennider Morrison laughed until she hurt herself, and we both went to Vancouver General for stitched. Luckily it was a Friday, and I healed like a wild thing over the weekend. People who live in glass houses shouldn't throw tantrums." As a bonus: damn but that man has nice hands.

::hearts::