Mark and Andrew on the set of Sherlock looking incredibly dapper (click for HQ)
Hey. I’m Ash. I have terrible social anxiety. Like at one point a few years ago, I could barely leave the house. I’m still horribly awkward around groups of people, and still sometimes require a klonopin or two to deal with panic attacks. But none of that’s important.
Last year I decided to do…
GISHWHES starts tomorrow? Any other first timers losing their GISHWHES virginity tomorrow?
Cleaning the house before GISHWHES is really hard.
On one hand, it’s nice to start with a clean house before the madness.
On the other hand, I can’t throw anything out because I might need this coaxial cable from 1994 or this bag full of other bags or this book on the mating habits of wasps.
Is everyone ready for GISHWHES tomorrow?
I’m shitting my pants.
I can’t decide if people who wear pajamas in public have given up on life or are living it to the fullest.
You don’t believe you are loved by anyone. Even your own mother. No… She only THINKS she loves you because it’s what society says she must do. But she doesn’t, like everyone else, she simply ‘puts up’ with you.