Had size 5 feet.
And long, slender fingers.
Were 3 inches shorter.
Could speak at least 2 other languages with ease.
Had a musical ear.
And perfect pitch.
Could give away everything I own without a moment's hesitation.
Had a talent so singularly obvious I would never have to question what my life's purpose should be.
And masterful at Photoshop.
Had the ability to draw with any level of skill.
Was best friends with Ricky Gervais. Stephen Merchant too.
Had one of those metabolisms.
Had a rabbit in a hat with a bat and a six four Impala.
In other news, is it possible to have a case of the Mondays on Wednesday? Because that's what I'm currently dealing with. That or total and complete apathy.
Also, I wish I were wearing this today: