The boy in the cuffed white jeans and bow tie was my 5yo son, Spencer. He was reserved (but yes, very happy) because he has Aspergers and an arena is a VERY big, loud place when you are autistic. Spence was there because a few months ago he fell in love with Chris Colfer/Kurt because he was “a man with an up-high voice!” He loves Kurt’s face (and “beautiful, lakewater eyes”) and the soft, gentle quality of Kurt’s voice (because of my son’s difficulty reading social cues and body language, he finds a high voice more soothing, less likely to be “mad”) and is regularly rewarded for doing a good job on his homework by getting to watch Kurt’s musical numbers on GLEE. It is the first time he’s ever wanted to watch a person (as opposed to, say, a talking train) on TV.
I couldn’t have been more proud to help him put together that outfit and escort him to the show. It was a lot of excitement and noise for him, but from the moment the music started, he was absolutely riveted and never took his eyes from the stage. After all of the attention he got at the show, and all of the “you’re so cute” comments, Spence asked me when we got home if Kurt thought he looked cute, too. I told him yes, yes, of course.
“Remus Lupin was supposed to be on the H.I.V. metaphor. It was someone who had been infected young, who suffered stigma, who had a fear of infecting others, who was terrified he would pass on his condition to his son. And it was a way of examining prejudice, unwarranted prejudice towards a group of people. And also, examining why people might become embittered when they’re treated that unfairly.”—JK Rowling (via flipkelly)
i just read a horribly depressing klaine fic where kurt dies
and now all i can think about is that storyline that chris has been campaigning for klaine and how it’s something that they haven’t done yet on glee…WHAT IF THEY KILL OFF BLAINE. oh dear god my brain is so morbid right now. JUST DONT KILL BLAINE PLEASE lkajsbfliasjbfsfgajs my heart is crying right now…
My mom will probably think Ben gave me some kind of weird hickey tonight (even though it’s on the top of my cheekbone). MOTHER I REPEAT: D&D ISN’T EXACTLY THE PLACE WHERE PEOPLE GET VERY MUCH PLAY
I am very sorry to hear about this injury. I also apologize for reblogging this post and thereby informing nerdfighteria that A. you have a boyfriend named Ben, who B. may or may not have given you a cheekbone hickey.
if i was to be publicly embarrassed over the internet, i would want john green to be the one to do it.
“Target is a…you know, target. It’s like Walmart only it has a patina of class about it that Walmart doesn’t attempt.”—John Green (because I’m watching the title live blog that was recorded and cracked up at this)
This was as close as I could get it to sounding “professional” because I fucking suck at editing these things, and there’s a glitch in it towards the end but whateva whateva. At least there’s no screaming girls in the background.