Epiphanies and fandom-related crack.

You know what I realised while I was getting dressed today? I put on odd socks, and I'm okay with that. I see no reason for my footwear to be brutally regimented. Odd shoes, that's another thing. But odd socks are all right, and besides, these two are orphans. However, I then realised that they are heterogeneous socks, unlike the rest of the sock population. And you know what that means.

Yes, it means that you, all of you, are wearing gay socks.

Take that, homophobes. Just be careful, because the next time you act like a dick, remember that you have two gay socks on, ready to eat your feet should they be provoked. Hah!

Having had my epiphany of the day, I went off to uni. (And I remembered to put the rest of my clothes on, before you ask.)

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My brain is also having tremendous fun with post-DH bits of crack.

( Cut for spoilers and house-elf slash. )