"Ah, I drank. Insatiably I drank.
But I was filled up also, with too much
world, and, drinking, I myself ran over." - Rilke
This is a blog dedicated to my few hedonistic delights, so expect a lot of John Simm, David Tennant, tongue-in-cheek objectification of the human form, and smutty gifs. And the rare moment of substance.
In real life, I'm a quiet, socially repressed, asexual academic. You can call me toodlepip or V.
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
Made myself a mini Sam Tyler and followed up with his cousin the barn owl.
No. No. That wasn’t funny. You see, I’m not making myself very clear.
Funny is like this:
Not funny is like this:
John Simm’s neck is a thing of impossible beauty.
John Simm’s neck is a thing of impossible beauty.
It’s embarrassing enough that I got an Easter basket at this age, but when I came downstairs, saw this guy surrounded by plastic grass and jelly beans, and screamed “Simm!”….yeah, I gave up on dignity long ago.
Brace yourselves
Simm!Owl has an attitude problem.
And…I’m not going to mention how long this took to make, because it’s just sad.
And in case you want to know, the owl body is Archimedes from Disney’s The Sword in the Stone. Quality Disney is quality.