Unless, Of Course, I Am Wrong.

[rionaleonhart]

Sometimes, I worry 'what if the impossible happens?' and become very distressed when I can't work out a way of fixing it. I have actually thought 'what if Jeremy Clarkson and I swap bodies for some reason and we can't find a way to change back? What if he doesn't want to change back? OH MY GOD, WHAT WILL I DO WHEN THAT HAPPENS?'

Yes, Riona, I am sure that your inability to work out how to reverse an inexplicable bodyswap will have terrible consequences in the future.

I'd like to have some sort of content in this entry, but I don't really have anything to say. Apart from 'er, please tell me I'm not the only person who thought that Charles and Sir were totally a couple in Lemony Snicket's The Penultimate Peril?', but I'm a bit afraid of saying that in case everyone says 'Yes, Riona, you are the only person who thought that. Take your slash-addled brain and stay far away from children's books, please.'

Comments

[newbie1990.livejournal.com]

Oh, I expect it must be alarming... hey! Now you know how Clarkson or Hammond or May might feel! Aww... oh dear. I'm very sorry. I would probably be even more awkward, frankly. I would just gaze at him, only he would be me, and er... so I'd be gazing at me, which would be odd... oh, dear.

But you knew that, because I have already laughed about it in the fic! Oh, dear, I am inadvertently plagiarising myself... (Ah, blushing easily is not as bad as crying happy tears easily...) Hooray, I made someone laugh! (Double hooray, the ellipsis have stopped!) (THEY ARE OBVIOUSLY MOCKING YOU BECAUSE THEY LIKE YOU.)

[rionaleonhart]

Hee, it hadn't even occurred to me that I was experiencing real-person fiction from the other side. It's certainly an interesting experience. Also hilarious!

(I WILL TRY VERY HARD TO BELIEVE THAT.)

[newbie1990.livejournal.com]

Ah, well you must use it to your advantage!... somehow.

(IT IS TRUE! THINK; HE MOCKS HIS CO-PRESENTERS BECAUSE HE ADORES THEM, THUS; HE ALSO LOVES YOU)

Also, I apparently have continued it. As I'm sure e-mail notifications will inform you. Oh, God, why am I telling you?