We had a substitute for Math because my actual teacher had personal business to attend to. We weren’t doing much, just some little project, and today it was storming in Texas. So this enormous clap of thunder shakes the walls and everybody starts screaming. Then I look over at the teacher’s desk to see our substitute standing up from his chair and shouting, “Shut up Thor! Loki isn’t here!”
You know that moment when you’re reading a book and you just have to stop and bite your lip and squeal or sigh or close your eyes and wrinkle your nose and forehead and press the book against your heart and just like sit there and try to soak up the gorgeous literature via osmosis?
“I did change my e-mail address, but that was because I was getting people writing to me saying that they were going to kill themselves if I didn’t fuck them. I changed my phone number too… or rather I threw away my mobile because I got a bill for 1,800 for one month because I was answering calls from strangers when I was in foreign countries. I threw it in the water and phoned up Vodafone and said, ‘Stick it up your fucking arse’”—Matt Bellamy’s issues with socialising (via cydoniahype)