let's all laugh at the Antipodean

[fahye]

Oh my god, you guys. I just - just - worked out what a 'strip mall' is. (We don't have a specific name for that here.) And...it's a familiar phrase, so I must have been reading it in books and fanfic and stuff for a while, but I...I think I must have been just vaguely associating it with strip clubs in my head? ALL THIS TIME.

*laughing*

See, I read so fast sometimes that individual words don't actually get registered, just the overall meaning of a sentence or a paragraph, and it took me getting a brief wafting mental image of strippers to actually slow down, back up, and work out what the phrase actually meant.

How weird.

I am tired and bored and my head aches from methodical absorption of parasitology and anatomy, and I still have a whole section on tapeworms (how thrilling) and another on the respiratory system (slightly more thrilling) to get through before the end of the day. All the books I'm in the middle of require too much thought, so I think I might go and drown myself in Under Milk Wood for a while. Whatever would I do without Dylan Thomas.

I kind of want comments. How about we play Picspam Of Stuff That Is Hot?









(Apparently I am in a heterosexual mood.)

Your turn!

Comments

[fahye.livejournal.com]

I find that last one SLIGHTLY TERRIFYING.

*tilts head and stares at*

[sophistry]

EVERYONE DOES. What is up with that. I am like the only person to find it the most beautiful photograph that is actually possible within the laws of this universe.

[fahye.livejournal.com]

Okay, the colouring is gorgeous - gold on black - but I don't know, something in the angularity is sinister.

[schiarire.livejournal.com]

I CAN SPELL.

I think because his neck is apparently a well-kept secret. However, his face looks like a Sophie icon!