My company won something that's essentially the award for Online Magazine of the Year at one of the industry awards ceremonies yesterday. When things like that happen, I forget all the pretentious fucks I have to air-kiss and make small talk with, the number of hours I spent pulling my hair out because I just can't seem to phrase
one sentence right, and the fact that I'm technically overworked and underpaid (by graduate standards), because at the end of the day, like the million times I've said prior to this, I love what I do to tiny little bits and to get recognition on top of it, well, I wouldn't have it any other way.
And now I shall end off with my usual pretty-boy pic spam.

I have an inexplicable crush on Jesse Eisenberg. It's the Jewish-ness I swear. Nothing screams "my type" louder than being Jewish, apparently.

oh my James McAvoy your scottish accent. I can listen to you talk for
days. And aren't you just the tiniest cutest littlest thing ever. (like literally. He's 170cm lol)


ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS IS A JEWISH BOY WITH DIMPLES, TYVM.