I swear, I think his prickly, careless personality hides the fact that he does this kind of shit *all the time*, and that what looks like occasional out-of-character acts of selflessness are really just the occasions when he pulls off the mask.
I also love that he doesn't bullshit. When Justin asks why he was invited to move in, Brian doesn't answer because he's conflicted to a standstill, to silence: he won't lie, but he doesn't want to hurt Justin either. And then he tells the truth later, but admits he cares--after he's processed a bit, of course, and been bitchslapped by Deb. And re the whole condom thing, he's not giving a PSA; he just thinks it's fucking stupid to go bareback. Literally.
I'm a little smitten.
I'm working hard at work--which should go without saying, but never mind--and I feel like I'm never going to catch up. It's making me irritable. As are stupid people here who can't read fucking English and need a slug of hot lead up their left nostril to clear out their brain cavity. Also, they currently have no caffeine-free Diet Coke across the street and I am in danger of getting CAFFEINATED.
Bored, restless, caffeinated...it's a recipe for mass destruction.
Can't wait to see the Charlie's Angels sequel. Maybe that'll help me work off some excess lunacy.
