As I sit here, in caffeinated expectation until it's nine o'clock and the world starts spinning around these parts again, it hits me: other than institutionalized mental patients, their somewhat annoying psychiatrist and his (rather lovable) student, and the people I've conned into letting me interview them, I have no social life.This
is why I did not go to med school (aside of the insides-sighting part, of course), I wanted to be able to still, like, talk
to people. As in people who did not honestly believe the Queen of England is masquerading in their basement as a rat, which is obviously part of a plan for world domination. Obviously.
Man, even my bf is someone from school/work. Jesus. H. Christ. Dear flist, please to remain awesome. Thank you.
And in the matter of the flist being awesome. I have a rec. Nosce te ipsum
is truly an outstanding work of creativity. The style is impeccable and the basic premise is more than a little enticing. What if the Greek Empire had not been defeated, what then? It's RPS but there's no actual slash, pre-slash I think, but it's open enough that if you're not into that kind of thing, you'll still love it because of how true it rings. Jensen is Jensen-ish and Jared is accurately Jared-ish. And then there are secondary characters that have lives and an entire universe that makes things so utupian
I found myself wishing this society did actually exist just so I could go gorge myself on their history books and philosophers' views. Seriously, do yourselves a big ol' favor and read it.
I shall go back now, to the flower boy's attempts at changing my worldview on modern medicine. Little boy don't learn.