So many christmasy things. My step mom is visiting for the first time. It’s fun but exhausting hosting. My social battery is at a -10 at the end of every day.
Went to a Pats v. Broncos game Christmas eve. It was so close but the pats won in the last min with a field goal, I totally predicted that.
Although it’s been busy I’m technically off work and I’ve been able to work out for ~1hr every day. It’s the only hour I get to myself and it’s the only thing keeping me sane. Got new running sneakers for Christmas, going for a run today and excited to try them out
Frodo: Sam hates Gollum, but that is what I shall become once I have lost myself to the ring... he’ll despise me...
Sam if Frodo did turn into a Gollum: That’s a very nice fish you caught with your bare hands, Mr. Frodo, and its very smart of you to eat it raw, saves us the trouble of starting a fire. I knitted you a sweater in case you get cold running around in that loincloth of yours. Is the sun hurting your eyes? I’ll kill it if it’s bothering you. I’ll kill the sun
man watching doc give his Endless Supervillain Monologue on twitter is so funny. he says he's embracing supervillainy for season 10. he's telling the new hermits to watch out for who they want to make enemies of. he's talking about whatever the hell a... city of worms is...? and like, okay, there are two things that are extremely funny about it. one: giving your supervillain monologue on twitter is inherently dorky. two: doc gives a supervillain speech on twitter like every three months and i have literally never seen him go through with it in a way that doesn't come across mostly as "old man yells at cloud",
Floyd's emo ass and a techno troll could make scene kids...! Do you see my vision??? . . . Ravin is Happy Hardcore and Eddy M is Synth-Pop, that's how troll genetics work, right?
Kyle "I'm not a jealous man" Garrick, who would drag your ass into the nearest empty room with the excuse that he needed to talk you in private, only to bend you over the nearest surface.
He'd pin your wrists behind your back so you wouldn't be able to control your obscene moans while he'd be pounding into you with a brutal pace, his free hand stimulating your clit to send you into euphoric ecstasy, and his filthy mouth whispering in your ear, "Remember, love, you made me do this" over and over again.
All because you were laughing a little bit too hard at your colleague's jokes.
Clothes getting disheveled, hair getting sweaty and messy, all inches of visible skin covered in hickeys and bruises just so you'd walk out of that room to face everyone looking like a pathetic mess, out of breath with no time to collect yourself, and that handsome bastard trailing behind you with a smug smirk and not a drop of sweat on him. Just to prove a point.
i had this comic sketched out last spring and the new series incited me to actually finish it. i love the interactions between the Captain and Pat so much...