your wayward daughter

So I rewatched Night at the Museum, and now the tiny gays live in my head again... I'll be returning to my regularly scheduled programming (British television nonsense) now that I've gotten this out of my system.

BUT IF YOU DON'T LOVE JEDEDIAH SMITH AND GAIUS OCTAVIUS FROM THE MUSEUM OF NATURAL HISTORY IN NEW YORK CITY, YOU ARE SIMPLY AND UTTERLY INCORRECT. GO WATCH IT (AGAIN IF YOU MUST), AND COME BACK WHEN YOU SEE THE LIGHT.

Now that that's also out of my system: a collection of our little Museum Husbands being cute and chaotic together:

"Do NOT bring up Arthuriana he WILL go on an hour long rant and you WILL miss your last train home."

"He has this weird academic beef with Geoffrey Chaucer?!"

"His office reeks of herbs, lord knows what he puts in his morning tea."

"Dude's been teaching here for like 30 years and he still somehow looks 22."