I substitute your reality with my own

The David Tennant look-a-likey (aka my fantasy future bf) didn't shave this morning and he ate his breakfast on the bus: whole wheat sandwiches. Did I mention he reads? He's in the middle of Valley Of The Horses by Jean M. Auel, which happens to be my favorite out of that series (The Earth Children). I should really warn him to not continue after the third book.

Not so enjoyable: the busstop smoker is back. I had so hoped his disappearance was more than just a vacation. :(

On a related note: I decided the potentially upsetting Panic! At The Disco-picture that surfaced last week is a fake. Or a really bad joke. Either way; I'm ignoring it together with the previous proof of stupid behaviour and will go back to believing my musicboy smells like freshly baked cookies all the time. Also: he ridiculed religious rock lyrics on his twitter last night, which definitely helped heal my heart. (I'm so happy he escaped from the brainwashing)

And finally: thanks to everyone who participated in my bookpoll. I am now reading Newt Scamander - Fantastic Beasts & Where To Find Them (from the library of Hogwarts), which I will probably finish today. I will then read the play Angels in America by Tony Kusher.