“Help an enem- oh no wait, it’s a moose. Where the hell am I? Did I come from the left? I didn’t, did I? Oh for f*ck’s sake, now I’m at that twaddling farmer AGAIN. Do I enter here? Help! – oh no wait, it’s a cart. Do I do something with the cart? I caught a butterfly! Can you marry anyone? Can you marry a chicken? Why not?”
Me playing Skyrim (according to my boyfriend).
I wish you all the most merrily unproductive time imaginable, and will resurface here in the first week of January.