This is my fanblog. Where I funnel all the crazy. Sherlock, Sherlock, Sherlock, Lie to Me, Southland, Walking Dead, random stuff, did I mention Sherlock?
I hate it when people ask "Well what do you really want to do?"
Because I'm never prepared, no matter how many times this happens, so I always end up telling the truth...
"Pirate. Intergalactic smugler. Rockstar. Racing driver? Definately racing driver. Just cuz, you know, those first two are probably taken."
And then I just look like an idiot. But if you lie,
"Oh you know, I really love... human resources. And people. Lots and lots of people."
Then you're really screwed, because you'll be stuck for hours, listening to tips and techniques on how to get into a career that you don't actually want anyway.
If I didn’t understand I was being asked to be best man, it is because I never expected to be anybody’s best friend. And certainly not the best friend of the bravest and kindest and wisest human being I have ever had the good fortune of knowing.