First things first, friends. I ONLY HAVE SIXTEEN DAYS TO WAIT. (Don't you dare ask, 'Sixteen days to wait for what?' because you all know I'm talking about meeting Emma for the first time ever - It's been written in all my blog posts since I booked mah precious ticket.) I ONLY HAVE SIXTEEN SHORT LITTLE SNIPPY DAYS TO WAIT. Every day, I get more and more and more excited - I'm so, so happy and so thankful and so exciteeeeeeed.
*jumps up and down*
*jumps up and down some more*
(Because why not, hey, we're excited so we might as well show the world.)
If you've not grasped this yet, read one of my unladylike texts I sent in Emma's way:
(SERIOUSLY THOUGH SQUEEEEE SQUEE SQUEEE BECAUSE IT'S LIKE LESS THAN THREE WEEKS AND WE WILL BE TOGETHER FOR THREE WEEKS WHICH MEANS THAT WE HAVE LESS TO WAIT FOR US TO BE TOGETHER THAN WE WILL BE TOGETHER. DO YOU GET WHAT I'M SAYING HERE EMMSTER DO YOU GET THIS.)
(Try reading it.)
(And let's hope me pasting that Anne and Diana-is-drunk picture isn't a bad omen, because I don't want either of us to set the other drunk. Duh.)
Secondly, you might (or might not) have noticed that I changed 'Naomi Bennet' to 'Naomi Sarah.' I know, I know, I have betrayed my loyalty towards Jane Austen and the entire fandom - sorry, sorry, SORRY. But I had reasons and here they are:
1. The name Bennet doesn't fit with 'Naomi.' It doesn't. It never did; It always felt like I had this kind of 'party name' and that's recently started to annoy me a bit. 'Bennet' fits with the names Jane, Elisabeth, Mary, Kitty and Lydia. Not sure about Naomi Bennet, however - I'm just... well, it was nice for two years, but I needed to change it.
2. I love my middle name, Sarah, and I love how it rings with Naomi. (Yes, Sarah is my real middle name. Now you know.) Naomi Sarah IS me, and I feel better now that's the name on my profile.
3. (Plus, as Jessica pointed out, now Emma and my usernames match. She's Emma Jane and I'm Naomi Sarah and we bear our middle names with pride.) (I'm glad we're not called Jane and Sarah, though - that would be boring.)
I've discovered a new Period Drama which I really want to watch. (*Watches the entire blogging world roll their eyes in sheer horrific exasperation*)
I'm not dying to watch it like I am with 'Brooklyn' and was with 'Testament of Youth', but I want to see it REALLY badly all the same. It's called 'Florence Foster Jenkins' and it tells the true story of 'the worst singer ever' who, by some odd reason, became highly popular during WW2. Judging from ZEE TRAILER (click those words to watch the nutty thing) it looks enormously entertaining, and Hugh Grant as an older man and a supportive husband is really really adorable.
(Plus, all the glitter. And WW2 costumes alert. People. Buy thy cinema tickets.)
(The soundtrack is absolutely divine as well.) (Not that the singing in it will be, heh, heh.)
Anyway, those were three lil' things from my fingers to your screen.
Now YOU tell me three lil' things from your fingers to my comment section. PLEASE?