Quick side-note: I really enjoy the fact that, while my friends develop swift ten-day crushes on normal (if not a bit dense) males, I deem it proper to develop momentary infatuations with a guy FIFTY TIMES MY AGE. Fifty times. But you can't tell me he's not attractive. Even if it is in that spooky old man way.

Yea, so I hadn't anything to do. New flier to be seen here, by the way.

Quit laughing. You guys know I love John Hurt, you should be USED TO THIS.