If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world.
The Hobbit, J.R.R. Tolkien (via aleyhay
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I have been thinking about my 10 year high school reunion lately as it is approaching. To be honest, I don’t want to go. I still feel awkward and uncomfortable talking to my old classmates.
Today I thought about who I would love to meet. I realized I would love to meet my friend, Tagath. I think the meeting would be very awkward at first. I am generally very shy until I get a sense of a person. We would probably talk about art for a while and maybe Tumblr posts and Sherlock Holmes because I love her posts on Sherlock Holmes. We would probably talk about our mothers. And by this point I think I would be comfortable with letting the conversation fade. Then I think we would just start drawing.
This is how I think it would go, but what do you think, Tagath?
If I had a choice between meeting you or people from my school 10 years ago, I’d chose you right away!*__*
And yeah, it would be terribly awkward at first, because I’m awfully shy. I think, to break the ice, I’d request to see “in the flesh” every single drawing you’ve ever done, because that’s what I usually do when I meet other artists and it always makes for nice conversation and I get to see pretty art, which is always good. And then… yes, the way you plan it would be just perfect! :D I can’t imagine anything nice, really!:D Talking about things, all sorts of things, with someone who shares your interests is always so nice… and sharing a silence with such a person is a rare but wonderful thing too! :3
It’s just a shame you live so far away…:( (or is it me who lives too far away? in any case, the distance is truly a terrible thing…é_è)
why would you not correct someone who is talking a foreign language why won’t you help them
Because I grew up among people who made me feel you’d never have any friends if you dared to be more clever than them.
Also because I’ve come to notice most people don’t care they speak in a shitty way, and will take offense if you correct them.
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Friend: “Ich habe keinen Auto.”
Me, under my breath: “No, just kein.”
more like “make an effort not to correct everyone who ever speak in front of you” but yeah.](http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lyexmfJ8dY1r4behlo1_500.png)
[submitted by: un-domani-migliore]
Friend: “Ich habe keinen Auto.”
Me, under my breath: “No, just kein.”
more like “make an effort not to correct everyone who ever speak in front of you” but yeah.
You know, although our time together has been but a brief interlude, I’m beginning to understand how a man of particular disposition under certain circumstances, extreme ones, perhaps, might grow to enjoy the company of, er, a person of- of your … gender.
The Adventures of Mycroft Holmes and Mrs Watson
And while John and Sherlock go running all around London chasing criminal masterminds, making fairly clever deductions, shooting villains and looking incredibly homoerotic, Mycroft and Mary take care of small things. Like making sure their (occasionally idiotic) loved ones don’t end up in prison with all the laws they break, ensuring that the World stays at peace, you know the stuff.
I couldn’t find anything about them on tumblr, and I felt it was a shame, so there you go.
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