Cath. 19. Female. Weird and awkward like it's my job. Creeper.
I am a proud: Merliknight, Whovian, Cumberbitch, Sherlockian, Potterhead, Misfit, Big Banger, Fangtasia customer and Grimmer. Also Castler, The Office, Sutis and HIMYM fan, Teen Wolfer, Being Human fan. IDK I watch EVERYTHING that moves.
хувианокалипсис is coming to town.
matt smiths are in a constant state of surprise at their own limbs
Amy: Excuse me. I’m Amy Farrah Fowler. You’re Sheldon Cooper.
Sheldon: Hello, Amy Farrah Fowler. I’m sorry to inform you that you have been taken in by unsupportable mathematics designed to prey on the gullible and the lonely. Additionally, I’m being blackmailed with a hidden dirty sock.
Amy: If that was slang, I’m unfamiliar with it. If it was literal, I share your aversion to soiled hosiery. In any case, I’m here because my mother and I have agreed that I will date at least once a year.
Sheldon: Interesting. My mother and I have the same agreement about church.
Amy: I don’t object to the concept of a deity, but I’m baffled by the notion of one that takes attendance.
Sheldon: Well, then you might want to avoid East Texas.
Amy: Noted. Now, before this goes any further, you should know that all forms of physical contact up to and including coitus are off the table.
Sheldon: May I buy you a beverage?
Amy: Tepid water, please.
Howard: Good God, what have we done?