the nomness

Oh dear. Right, so…there’s this gentleman I most recently referred to in post. Effbit has quite appropriately named him The Professor. He is, in fact, a professor; at my alma mater nonetheless but I didn’t know him then. But I likely would’ve had several highly inappropriate fantasies about him at the time, thus ending up with a less than impressive B- and nothing near the interest level from him that I’ve since garnered through sheer bloody hard work. Said hard work consists of leaking said crush to Effbit, who approved and then spread the word to appropriate parties in the neighborhood. I’m convinced it’s a combination of Effbit muscle and….well, ok, prolly just all that, but shit is so on like Donkey Kong and I am TEH WORST at Donkey Kong

And at this point I must OF COURSE reference the HP7p2. Because our professor is the fucking star. He’s finally revealed as the end-all be-all of the entire goddamn series. And I know the super fans have seen the Empire ad where Mr Rickman makes one of the very few references to playing a fictional wizard that he’s ever made over the course of the past 10 years. And it’s shattering, because of course now we all know what JKR told him, what she gave him as the one simple key to his character that NO ONE ELSE KNEW ABOUT. And this is why we love the Rickman. And fucking does, and unrequited love and FUCK YOU TWILIGHT.

So, yeah. There’s this other professor. And he’s from the motherland, and he’s older, and intelligent and #foxytome and shit is SO ON.

That is all.