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Science, Sherlock, and Sense and Sensibility (Stream of Consciousness)

22 Jan


It’s such a broad topic of discussion.

There is biology, chemistry, archaeology, psychology, meteorology, geology, paleontology, oceanography, astronomy, physics, botany, zoology, etc, etc, etc.

So when one hears science, it could actually mean many, many things.

My favorite branch of science is psychology.

I’m bored of talking about this now.

Everything I know about cooking I learned from Hannibal Lecter. I’m sure my mum would love to hear that.

When I’m sick I watch Jane Austen movies and Doctor Who. My mum watches Fiddler on the Roof and Harry Potter.


I watched it via livestream as it aired in the UK. I have all the spoilers. Muahahaha. 

But I shan’t post them. Not yet. But I am going to talk about The Empty Hearse so close this is you haven’t seen it yet.

***Spoilers for The Empty Hearse***

Basically this is the episode:

  • JOHN
  • MARY

Let’s talk about Anderson’s beard. No, not like that. His actual beard. Facial hair. I mean, holy crap. He looks like he’s from the middle ages. wai-

And he got people killed in both.

Ouch, sorry. That was uncalled for. Maybe. But my reaction to Sherlock’s return was most like his.


Can we talk about this man? This man is the most adorable man I’ve ever seen.

And he only gets more adorable in the next episode.


Let’s move on to JAWN.


Oh, Jawn. You’re so terrifyingly cute.

I thought he was going to die. I was freaking out. I remember my terror. I love him so much.

He looks so sad and old. The mournstache really does age him. What I like most about this picture is that he’s about to beat the shit out of Sherlock again.

Sherlock, John…


She’s so adorable. Amanda Abbington is so fantastic.

Martin and Amanda don’t even need to act. They’re so cute already.

Remember this picture.

The beginning of an awesome friendship.

Okay, I love her so much. Just you wait, Americans. Just. You. Wait.

Let’s move on to Sherlock now.

He actually surprised John by showing up in a costume saying “Not Dead!”

*Dances to Donde Estas, Yolanda while sobbing hysterically into my tea*

Can we talk about how adorable he is? Because DAMN

Very few people can look this awesome after being punched in the face.



Talk about character development. I only needed this episode to completely fall in love with her.

“The person who matters the most” is fabulous.

Mrs. Hudson, charming as always.

And then there is

and ALSO

Oh. My. God.

Oh. My. God. Oh. My. God. Oh. My. God. Oh. My. God. Oh. My. God. Oh. My. God. Oh. My. God. Oh. My. God. Oh. My. God. Oh. My. God. Oh. My. God. Oh. My. God. Oh. My. God. Oh. My. God. Oh. My. God. Oh. My. God. Oh. My. God. Oh. My. God. Oh. My. God. Oh. My. God. Oh. My. God. Oh. My. God. Oh. My. God. Oh. My. God. Oh. My. God. Oh. My. God. Oh. My. God. Oh. My. God.

I better stop now before I accidentally post spoilers.

One lat edit I love:

Au revoir, readers. Until next time…

But wait, there’s more!

Can we talk about how much I love Hugh Grant and Colin Firth and Jane Austen Movies?


Speaking of Hugh’s

Much excitement. Much MURDER.

At least I didn’t have to wait two years.

Oh yeah, and if you haven’t seen this:

So. Cute. Asdfghjkl

Well, I’m going to go drown in a pool of kittens.


How to Deal With Stupid People

24 May

Everyone is stupid.

SO, if you’re like me, you know many, many, MANY stupid people.

There are many different types of stupidity.

There are those people who aren’t as educated as you would like.

You should pity these people. Sometimes, people just don’t have the IQ to be educated or haven’t been given the same educational opportunities as you have had. On the other hand, they could just be lazy. One can try to teach these poor idiots and get them up to one’s intellectual level. However, if you really can’t deal with them, just walk away. Just walk away and don’t let them ring your IQ down.

Anderson is the perfect example of educational stupidity. He holds a steady job, is married, has a mistress, but is so stupid and irritates the smart people. But, don’t act like Sherlock. Sherlock is mean and you do not possess his IQ, so it wouldn’t be justified.

The next type of stupid people are the socially awkward ones.

I don’t not hesitate to say I’m part of this group…

Most socially awkward people are just introverted with low self confidence. I will let this picture teach you haw to care for your introvert.

The last type of stupid I’m going to cover is…


Parents and their children always think that the other is being stupid or irrational. They each get on each other’s nerves and makes for one unpleasant car ride home.

Here are the 5 Signs of Parental Alienation

If these are the problems in your relationship, then you should probably get some professional counseling or work together to get through your problems. If the problem isn’t this bad, talking usually can get it resolved.

Or you can be like my family or just not speak to the other until one person gives in and accepts defeat.


You can choose your friends. You can choose your clothes. But you can’t choose your family.

Unless you live in a television show.


Have fun with your stupid people!

One final PSA:


Reichenbach Theories – BBC Sherlock

22 May

Nothing gets me more worked up and depressed than “The Reichenbach Fall.” Out of everything that happened in the first two series of Sherlock, the last episode was the most awe inspiring and kept everyone watching guessing.

The most amazing part was when Sherlock apparently committed suicide by jumping of the roof of Barts.

See Sherlock jump!

See John look!

See Sherlock fall.

Sad Sherlock…

These images still upset me. I can’t watch this episode of Sherlock without sobbing hysterically on the floor when we see John’s face.

There are hundreds of Reichenbach theories on the Interwebs for how Sherlock survived the fall. Some of my favorites are The Doctor saving Sherlock by opening the TARDIS like the time River Song jumped off the Empire State Building into the swimming pool.

If you don’t watch Doctor Who, that made no sense.

Other funny theories:

My theory is that Sherlock knew how to fall and not be seriously injured. He didn’t hit his head, neck, or Spink directly on the pavement. The impact was on his arm and side, so he wouldn’t be too badly hurt. The bystanders on the street with John were his homeless network that was mentioned in a previous episode. They had fake blood to make him look dead; they also kept John from being able to see Sherlock too carefully. Sherlock used the ball he was playing with earlier in the episode to block the pulse in his arm. The H.N. got Sherlock away while a dead body (supplied by Molly) was wheeled away on a stretcher. Molly then pulled a few strings in the morgue to get Sherly a death certificate and Mycroft tied up any loose ends and made him be able to come back safely when the time was right.

And that’s my theory! It’s a bit of a bunch I’ve seen on tumblr and other places. I like it. We can expect series 3 in January so we’ll know who’s right then!

That’s enough for today, eh?

ลาก่อน (lā k̀xn) (Thai)

My Fandoms and Friends and My Five Day Writing Catastrophe

17 May

‘Lo there virtual reader!

I let Claire (previously mentioned) read this blog. I accidentally destroyed my Batman graph 4 times. I’ve spent three days trying to make a program of it. If you can help me, please contact me via the About Me page.

At the beginning of the school year, I wrote a message on the wall of the freshman hallway above an extra desk. [Funny story about that desk: instead of being normal students and using our school issued locker, Claire and I keep our books and binders on the desk for easy access and such (our absolute laziness.) One day, we came into school, AND ALL OUR THINGS WERE GONE! I freaked out a little until I realized they were probably in the lost and found. They were. Claire and I had to carry all of our belongings from the lost and found back to our lockers. And you’d think we’d put our things in our lockers, but no. They are back on the desk where they shall remain. Forever.]

Okay, Sherlock message looks like this one.

Except I have worse handwriting and it was written in smudges of dried black nail polish. It’s been there for months so I don’t really think about it anymore.

UNTIL TODAY! Today, my friend Hannah who is a grade above me had to make up a test at the special desk right under it.

I admit I may be the reason she failed the essay portion of her test because her mind was wandering to Sherlockian thoughts. Although, I may be the reason she got full marks because HELLO it’s SHERLOCK HOLMES.

I saw her after school and she told me about her discovery. I laughed and hugged her (and gripped her tight and pulled her from perdition.)

(I’m Cas because I’m an angel ;). Dean is Hannah because she’s hot. Sam is Claire because she’s tallest.)

Okay, now I’m just babbling. Hannah is fabulous. I love her. Seriously, she’s the bomb dot net.

I drank too much caffeine for the amount of food I’ve eaten today. My tummy hurts and I can’t sit still. I jump every time  someone walks into the room. My thought process is along the lines of “Meeeeeehhhhhhhhhllllluuuurrrrppppp….*crash*.”

I seriously need to buckle down and write the play. I’ve written a sentence in three weeks. That’s not good. School is about to get very stressful and hectic with finals and the end of the year approaching.

I want to talk about the Doctor Who finale but I know a lot of people who haven’t watched it yet and I don’t want to spoil it. For those of you who HAVE seen it… OH MY GOD CAN YOU BELIEVE CLARA DOCTOR RIVER AHHHH I LOVE YOU!!!!

I’m on Day Fiveof trying to finish this post. It’s ridiculous. I seriously can’t write anything. So frustrating.

I’m just going to end this before my head explodes.

זייַ געזונט (Zyya gʻzwnt) [Yiddish for goodbye]

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Vitamin Deficiency, Sad Things, and Benedict Cumberbatch

8 May

Today I am depressed. I’m pretty sure I failed a pop Algebra quiz on probability.

Is it my fault I’m not familiar with playing cards? No. I don’t know how to gamble. Shouldn’t that be a good thing?

I also am dying from a Vitamin deficiency. My hands are killing me, my head feels like its being stabbed with a rusty blade, and my bones are imploding. I’ve been out of vitamins for three days and I feel like death. Seriously, what did I do to deserve this torture?

Another super depressing thing: My Theology teacher’s grandson in in hospice after years of battling cancer. He is very young and it is very sad for all of us. A link to his mother’s blog: http://supermacconnor.blogspot.com/

In funner news, Benedict Cumberbatch is the most amazing person on the planet. For the last few years he has been my favorite person on the planet. If you live under a rock, this is him:

He’s fabulous, right? He plays the title role in BBC Sherlock and is John Harrison in the new Star Trek movie. His voice is like a jaguar hiding in a cello and is possibly even more socially awkward than I am.

Oh… Benedict…


Anyway, today has been rough. School is out in a little over a month which brings me some joy.

Update: 3:52 pm

It is now raining. But it’s in the seventies. This weather is awful. I seriously want to puke. Alaska must be beautiful this time of year.

I’m going to tell you a story.

Once upon a time…
My life was not full of the funny beautiful references and jokes that brighten up my day well.

There was also a time where I wasn’t on Pinterest.

In history we were talking about the Puritans and I remembered this picture:



I laughed and laughed in my head.

Whenever I think of this pin,


I laugh because King Henry was a crazy man with a decaying and infected leg.

Well… Enough chatter for now!

¡Adios amigos!

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