nny | Apr. 25th, 2010

Nostalgic one, today. I may have pottered over to

a_fell's journal for a look at the icons... and then I got completely sidetracked with the hotness that is Paul Bettany, something I haven't done for a terribly long time, and then I started looking at the Legion poster and pondering buying one, and I'm sure there's a saying about hand baskets that's applicable here...

I find it odd that my automatic way of talking about it, though - and that of many others - is to do with babies, or marriage, or ovaries. Like, I was going to mention something about tripping over my ovaries which, while frankly hilarious as a mental image, is really not it at all. I find the concept of marriage in my case unlikely to the point of absurd, and frankly unwanted, but I've been indoctrinated not to talk about attraction in terms of wanting to screw someone silly. It's an odd sort of mental pathway.

Sidetracked! My point was something like: Paul Bettany is hot, and I miss having somewhere to indulge my Aziraphallic side. And I'm going to wear a helmet while watching Legion, in case my brain explodes.