you know how sometimes you make delicious pierogi in butter and garlic and then smile into your food and then surf tumblr and decide that you need to surf a rory williams tag and then accidentally on an audio tag and you just start crying and potato is falling out of your mouth as snot falls down your face and the keyboard gets dirty because you hear a song about how rory and amy jumped off of a building together because they just love each other so much that they can’t stand the thought of the other being dead while they still live and you think oh, it is going to be okay and then you realize that it will never be okay and why oh why did you involve yourself in something like Doctor Who - it cannot be worth all the pain and suffering as you lose all your loved ones and think to yourself wow, i can still eat pretty well with gross sobbing?

yeah, me too.


omg. the season opener of doctor who? yeah, fell in love with Amy and Rory just a bit more. 

for serious, yo. i didn’t think i could there would be a way for Amy to bury in my heart more and then this. 

and Rory? *sigh* never really stops being human. 

Can’t wait for Dinos. 

{i apologize for the grossness of this post. i’m having an off day.}


So, I was at the mall yesterday with my Buffalo and she asks if I’ve seen anything that I cannot live without around here, and I was like, nah not really. And then we looked across the way and there it is. This beautiful masterpiece at the Coach store. 
I haven’t bought a bag in forever, like over a year or so. And there he was, this work of art. On the way over to the mall, I was regaling the Buffalo with tales of the wonderful Rory Pond-Williams. She was impressed. 
Like I said, we saw the bag. I went up to it and was enamored. The lovely sales girls at the store told me it was the Legacy collection, in the ocelot print. The bag’s style name? Yeah, that’s right: The Rory. 
Match made in heaven. I was convinced and the Buffalo agreed. So, I took it home. Best decision this week. 

So, I was at the mall yesterday with my Buffalo and she asks if I’ve seen anything that I cannot live without around here, and I was like, nah not really. And then we looked across the way and there it is. This beautiful masterpiece at the Coach store. 

I haven’t bought a bag in forever, like over a year or so. And there he was, this work of art. On the way over to the mall, I was regaling the Buffalo with tales of the wonderful Rory Pond-Williams. She was impressed. 

Like I said, we saw the bag. I went up to it and was enamored. The lovely sales girls at the store told me it was the Legacy collection, in the ocelot print. The bag’s style name? Yeah, that’s right: The Rory. 

Match made in heaven. I was convinced and the Buffalo agreed. So, I took it home. Best decision this week.