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Jim Parsons is Adorable (and how it’s been my mantra for today).

I don’t know why, but today I woke up thinking about Jim Parsons. weird, I know, considering I haven’t watched BBT in about a week. But then, it really isn’t because the last thing I read last night was the latest Entertainment Weekly, and it happens to have Jim and his Big Bang co-stars on the cover. OHMYGOODNESS. So because my subconscious felt that I should prove my parents’ theory that Laura has No Good Taste in Men, Even if They are Actors, I was thinking of him a lot today. I kept picturing him in this really adorable video with the Sesame Street Arachnid. And also in Harvey, which I REALLY wish I’d seen, and obviously as (my) Teenage Heartthrob Doctor Sheldon Cooper.

I really don’t know what it is about him that is so *insert non-descriptive, yet totally helpful fangirl squeal here* about him. Maybe it’s his C-3PO-ness, because let’s face it: even I, a non-Star Wars fan, can totally see the resemblance. And then there’s the awkwardness that brings a drunk baby giraffe to mind, very much like Matt Smith and (admittedly,) Karen Gillan and Arthur Darvill. It’s the fact that  he is so Sheldon-y even when he isn’t being Sheldon.

So today, I made JIM PARSONS IS ADORABLE my mantra as I suffered the side effects of being Iron Man. (Fe=Iron +Man= Iron Man. Therefore I am Iron Man) I said it while I wished EVERYTHING would stop hurting and that the kids who were helping me up onto that darned log about six feet off the ground would NOT LET GO. And then I was holding onto the thing  as if my life depended on it, and thought WHAT WOULD JIM/SHELDON DO? I imagine they would do what I did: freak out and beg to be let off.


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I am extremely bored right now, so I’m obviously doing this to kill time.

My sister has been playing soccer with her friend for the last hour and fifteen minutes. Now, I know that is nothing, when it comes to going to watch people at soccer… That is if you like the sport. If you do, then I suppose you could spend inordinate amounts of time watching people run after a ball, and kick it all the way up and down the field, whilst trying to steal it from the opposing team and score a few goals of the opposing team’s goal thing. I, however, am not one of those people. I’m also not the kind of person to sit in the sun, while pretending to have any idea of what is going on in the field. For this reason, I have spent the last hour watching the last bit of the Hunger Games movie, reading J.D. Salinger’s Franny and Zooey, and Conan Doyle’s The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes for the fifth time, and going through Arthur Darvill’s Instagram (because even if you’re not a Whovian *gasp*, you are sort of forced to admit that he is adorable, as my sister puts it.), and wondering if the Library might have any Avenger, or Wonder Woman, or Doctor Who comic books that might make time go by faster. As far as I can tell, there are a lot of Star Wars graphic novels, and stuff like World of Warcraft , but nothing that’s incredibly interesting. There’s also a lot of Manga and Anime stuff, but I’ve never really been into that kind of stuff, for some reason.

I’m currently getting odd looks for wearing boots in the summer. To top it off, I’m also wearing sparkly laces, because I couldn’t find the regular ones. *Spoiler Alert: I found them INSIDE ANOTHER pair of boots that do not require laces.*


I’ve had those laces for years, and wore them with my converse hi-tops, until my mom decided they looked ‘tacky’, which to be completely frank, is how she would describe my clothes a good 40% of the time. Why? I haven’t got the faintest idea. Nevertheless, they look cool. (I wear sparkly laces. Sparkly laces are cool.)

I will continue to try to fight this losing battle against boredom. Maybe the current Minister of Magic (M.O.M!) could dispatch a couple of Dementors to perform The Kiss right now. Or, better yet, Hagrid. Could send me either a Unicorn or an owl to entertain me. Or perhaps George could send me a couple of Pigmy Puffskeins to amuse me. And make my dog jealous.



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