Notes on Psychic Paper

So I'm a bit of a workaholic who lives in Seattle, am nearing my quarterlife crisis, and basically am far too invested in fictional characters' lives. Fair warning in advance!

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Jesus fuck, someone’s smart an apparently a damn good catch. Good for him! Sad for Jill. You had a coffee date a while ago, according to mum. My curiosity is infinite. So is my need to eat ice cream, watch Sherlock, and pass out.

Yeah, well, Jill has her own new beau who’s perfect, so she’s not suffering too much. As for me… boys are stupid. Coffee date was… nice, but no follow-up, so once again, I am apparently a nice fleeting impression, but not so much a solid permanent one. Oh well. I have my work. And my British men on television.