protolinguist, francophile, JCLer, general nerd. really terrible at talking about myself. arthur shappey is the light of my life.
in theory, this blog is a nicely balanced mix of sherlock, photos of places i have been or would like to be, and other (usually cabin pressure, text posts, and hannibal). in practice, things are not always so neat.
currently obsessed with the gentleman bastard sequence by scott lynch. listening far too often to the soundtrack of robin des bois, and also preacher by onerepublic. finally watched un monstre à paris and very much in love.
in a bit of a lull at the moment between getting back from europe and starting school. as a result of this, tumblr usage is touch and go; i'm online more than i probably should be but don't always have it together enough to actually engage.
i’m pretty sure i’ve blogged more in the past twenty minutes than i have all week, i apologize for your dashes
i told my mom i was gonna exercise and she laughed at me
the current state of my attempted about page is ample evidence of why i should not be allowed to theme ever
so it turns out that finding an about page that i really love that also doesn’t clash with the rest of my theme is a lot harder than it sounds
i’m almost tempted to try coding something on my own but that never ends well