It's been a while.

I'm such a rebel. Feast Day walkathon was today, and I didn't even go. I have a viable excuse: I WAS SICCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCK. I swear to God my head is in 9843980349803480940893 different types of 'owwwwwwwww'. So I stayed in bed, skulked fanfiction.net, and watched Gosford Park; one of my favourite FAVOURITE movies. Clive Owen and Ryan Philippe are total babes. Might chase up the Horatio Hornblower (I can hear you snickering, you know) DVDs as well. Historically accurate and Ioan Gruffudd is yum.