Wait an entire year?
Watch another show?
Focus on school?
Get a job?
Find a boyfriend?
Go outside?
Hibernate for a year?
Hang out with friends?
Spend time with family?
They ask ‘What’s Wrong?”
They’re like,
“It’s just a TV show.”
I’m like,
Sundays suddenly suck again.
Fuck you HBO for introducing me to a show that only has two seasons of ten episodes; which spends more time off the air than on it, and for making me wait so damn long for the next series.
There’s only one thing left to do.
And when that doesn’t work. I’ll just gorge on food,
read fanfiction and listen to the soundtrack for season two.
Let the countdown for Season 3 begin…
Today at work, I suddenly (and randomly) went into a dark mood - like grumpy, grumpy mood. I didn’t want to deal with customers or their shitty ass requests; didn’t want to make their disgusting sandwiches…
until I remembered…
Game of Thrones is on tonight.
Came back from break with a completely different attitude.
Reading that I’m like
But then…
“But the way the casting is on the show, that’s not going to happen.”
“I think he immediately felt protective of her. This is even before sussing out that she’s a girl. Now she’s shared her secret with him and he’s promised to keep it safe. I don’t think Gendry has ever been given that level of responsibility before or ever felt like people trusted him enough to do that. I think he looks upon her as a little sister now. That’s something he’s never really experienced before.”
Too cute for me to handle.
