What else did you think I’d be doing? If you have a problem with what I post, you could just stop reading it, you know. It’s always easy to send people hate when you’re hiding your face. Yeah, it’s a fucking TV show and this is a blog about a fucking TV show, so what exactly is your problem here? Just stick to your hipster blogs and stop annoying me.
Plus, the next person who insists it’s a necessary feminist move to turn Watson into a female in a modern day interpretation of Sherlock Holmes, and calls everyone sexist who thinks that is just the most stupid idea since the invention of beer warmers, will officially get punched in the face.
So apparently Elementary is going to have a Fem!John.
And (s)he will be played by Lucy Liu.
Now in case you’re checking if it’s already April 1st - I checked for, like, 80 times by now. It is not.
I do hope it is a hoax, though. So if anyone finds another source or has proof whether this is true or not, let me know. In the meanwhile, please do excuse me - I’m trying to decide whether I want to cry or laugh.
Tomorrow’s the funeral. So my mom and I did what we always do when everything just gets too much… Drink whiskey, eat ice cream, smoke in the living room, and listen to the Bee Gees, turning them louder than is possibly healthy. I feel so fucked up. If I don’t leave for a few days and just get out, I’ll probably go insane. There’s so much strange shit in my head, weird thoughts and memories of a past that is gone for good… Idk. I’m so homesick. I need some time for myself. Everything’s just… eww.
I’m a bit hyped up. And drunk. And do you know what, guys? Think back a year and a half. When you first saw Benedict on Sherlock and wondered “who the fuck is this beautiful, strange-looking guy?!” Remember? Did you expect to see him at the Academy Awards for three and a half seconds in near future? No? See. Everything’s fine.
We are not “bitching” about Benedict being at EJ’s Oscars AIDs charity party rather than the actual Oscars, obviously it’s an important event and we give everyone that participates a great thank you for being such wonderful people. We are just disappointed that we didn’t get to see Benedict, like we thought we would. We’re over that and are just waiting for the pictures and interview from the event. We are fans, not “fans” as some were nice enough to condescendingly say, and in fact we love Benedict more for going to the charity event instead of the Oscars.
Thank you. It’s really disturbing how people seem to be unable to differ making fun from being serious. Of course it’s cool he’s there.
Plus, I suppose he could’ve gotten the invitation last minute so he actually did plan to attend the Oscars? We don’t know, of course…but does it matter?
Ok, now that we know Benedict isn’t at the Oscars - here’s still something to achieve! My friends and I are betting on the Oscar outcomes and if I loose, I have to write a trashy, fluffy, cheesy self-insert Mary Sue about me and Benedict. Which will be… well. Bad. And embarrassing. And bad.
Right now, I have five points and am therefore ahead of the others! I can only save Benedict, my poor readers, and most of all my pitiful self, if I win that baby - so can you please keep your fingers crossed for me?
Just took my computer to the fucking loo so I don’t miss Benedict.
I also have the screen recorder running and watch on two computers simultanously to make sure nothing happens. Gosh. But all the important people are already in, so I suppose the Red Carpet ladies must’ve missed him.
So, I’ve been to Sneak Preview Night with my friends. I really don’t know why we always do this. Like, I have absolutely no fucking idea.
It was a RomCom. It sucked. Like always.
BUT - and that’s the only reason I tell you this - it had MARTIN FREEMAN in it! And I was the only person out of 300 people who squeaked at his appearance. It felt like 600 eyes were fixed on me… like, what the actual fuck, what is wrong with this girl? I suppose my friends kind of didn’t want to know me in this very moment.
Yeah. So I basically spent an overall ten Euro for five minutes of Martin Freeman being adorable. I wish I could say it was worth it, but yeah… never mind.
hi again! i'm the anon from before. i would love to come off anon... but i don't have tumblr! sorry! you can call me amy though ;) also why is the target to get to an airport? when you get to one it doesn't reward you or congratulate you or anything :( let down! i just found one in edinburgh and was really pleased with myself but nothing happened. is that normal?
Oh! Of course, if you’re not on tumblr, Amy, then you obviously are anon anyway =/
Well, finding an airport means being able to get back home, right? And isn’t that what we all want?
On the other hand, I just somehow ended up in London, and godjamit, if I woke up in London in real life, I’d try and avoid any airport like there’s no tomorrow…