Arbitrary Reveries

Jamie: unfortunately, one of us has the ability to get pregnant so one of us will not be self-sacrificial. 🙂 Claire: We don't know I'm pregnant. Jamie: ... unfortunately, one of us ALSO has the uncanny ability to remember when you have a period last. Claire: ... is it the one of us who probably gets his head bitten off every month? Jamie: ... could be.

There's something uniquely torturous about all your favorite characters in a fandom being everyone else's least favorite characters and vice-versa.

Me, seeing Francesca, my favorite character, in the Bridgerton season 4 promos: What are you doing here? Go back to Scotland.

I feel like there's a deep distrust of women in the historical romance genre because the people who are attracted to historical romance are also the type who have a sort of unhealthy relationship with men, and as a lover of historical films and books, who also is a big lover of women, I resent this. In this essay I will ... et cetera

Gotta love being undiagnosed but potentially having ADHD because I assume normal people do not feel constant compulsions to run all over the place whenever their brain gets overwhelmed, nor does their brain get overwhelmed in the first place by what I would describe as "thinking too rapidly," nor do they have to press their hands to the sides of their heads to settle their thoughts, nor do they constantly hop from one thought to task to another with no through line (I think) and actually work faster that way ... but on the other hand, maybe I'm just weird. You know, other people with ADHD act slightly different than I do, and anyways, clearly I'm managing quite well (because of my outside the box schooling, work, methods of living, etc., which allowed me to actually have a life, but nooooo I could've managed, surely) so I'm lucky to have this completely under control ... oh, and also I can't do anything that requires consistency bUT NO THAT'S FINE I'm sure my ill-maintained health and the feeling of impending doom won't kill me. Like, surely it's enough that every six months or so I hyperfixate on exercising for a month and then forget about it. What more do they want from me?

I don't have the energy to write this myself, but at this point I would sell my left kidney for an AU where Luke IMMEDIATELY calls Lorelai after April shows up at the diner, freaking out, and they go through all this crap TOGETHER, because let's be honest ... we all hate that.