Dragging my arse outside to go read The Hobbit on the front porch. Maybe I’ll finish it tonight and then I can move on to finishing Admiral Hornblower in the West Indies. 

Maybe it’ll rain.

Would that be too much to ask?

xgummibearsx:

Just Matt being adorable:

“I’ll just pick this up for something to do…”

“Hmm….yes, interesting, interesting.”

“lol not really.” *drops*

“This one is boring too…”

*flop drops*

“Yep….I have no idea what I’m doing up here.”

i-am-sherloki-d:

ok guys i know you’re upset about benedict and all but can we please take a moment to appreciate matt smith’s socks

　

moriartysskull:

Golden Nymph for Television Films – Best Performance by an Actor (2004)

Golden Nymph for Mini-Series – Best Performance by an Actor (2005)

Crime Thriller Awards – Best Actor (2010)

Broadcasting Press Guild Awards – Best Actor (2011)

Evening Standard Theatre Awards – Best Actor (jointly with Jonny Lee Miller) (2012)

Critics’ Circle Theatre Awards – Best Actor (2012)

Olivier Award for Best Actor (jointly with Jonny Lee Miller) (2012)

Come home from a great day of digging.

Take a shower.

Get dressed, pull up tumblr.

The fucking BAFTA’s hit me like a sack of bricks in the face. 

I think I’m going to just ignore the majority of it until it gets wiped off my dash by something else (like Eurovision) and then gather my wits and mourn Ben’s loss/take a look at the entire thing.

Until then, I’ve just reblogged Andrew Scott’s cuteness. Because that’s all I can handle of the BAFTA craze at the moment!

Last day of digging for the week.

I really don’t want to go back to the shop tomorrow. If only there was a way to NOT go back to the shop.

I woke up still sad.

Fucking fantastic.