Reichenbach Feels part 2

I could not find a video on youtube that was John’s scene in the cemetery, so here’s the audio.

The Reichenbach Feels

I spent the last few days deep in a Sherlock marathon. (Kind of easy when there’s only six episodes… at least they’re an hour and a half!)

It doesn’t matter how many times I watch The Reichenbach Falls episode, John’s speech at the end absolutely DESTROYS me. I mean, gross sobbing, feels all over the place, and just the heartbreak of knowing the pain John feels as he buries (probably) the one person in his life he truely loves. (brOTP, man, B.R.O.T.P)

Seriously, it doesn’t fucking matter how many times… the tears start when Sherlock says “Good bye, John” and then I turn into a disgusting mess when John utters his last lines:

You… you told me once that you weren’t a hero. Umm, there were times I didn’t even think you were human. But let me tell you this, you were the best man, the most human… human being that I’ve ever known, and no-one will ever convince me that you told me a lie, so there. I was so alone, and I owe you so much. But, please, there’s just one more thing, one more thing, one more miracle, Sherlock, for me. Don’t be… dead. Would you do that just for me? Just stop it. Stop this.

I got in trouble on a Sherlock fan page when we had to say who we thought was the better actor: Cumberbatch or Freeman. I chose Freeman. Don’t get me wrong - I’ve been going through everything TiVo’s found with Cumberbatch in it, and he IS amazing. I will never say otherwise. BUT - in real life or as Watson, you can’t deny the fact that Freeman is one BAMF. Whether he’s staring down Mycroft in the pilot or sassing a reporter during a Hobbit interview, he never ceases to amaze me. Plus, he was ARTHUR FUCKING DENT! I’m sorry, but that trumps any role I’ve seen Cumberbatch in.

I suppose it’s time to say that if you don’t know who Arthur Dent is, we can’t be friends.

Anyhoo, to circle back, I don’t know how the Conspiracy Theory branch of the Sherlockians can spend so much time breaking that episode down frame by frame… We all know Sherlock comes back from the dead. (Oh, sorry, was that a spoiler? *grin*) The majority of us know how it happens in the stories, but falling from a building is a lot different than falling down a waterfall. I know there’s some trickery (the bike, the homeless network, the outlined area on the sidewalk) because it’s “all a magic trick”, but I can’t do it.

Even if I stop BEFORE Sherlock leaves his ‘note’, my brain fills in the rest.

Due to the BBC’s arrangement with PBS, fans in teh States won’t be able to watch Sherlock until late 2013 or early 2014. Grrrrrr…

Oh well. It gives me time to reread “The Empty House” and continue to think about how they will update/change the story to fit the show.

Happy birthday to me!

allons-y, alonso!

I got a super sweet video birthday card from my little brother and his family, the way overdue phone call, and then, M posts this to my FB wall…

I’m so happy that I have people like them in my life.

It’s one thing to post on a Facebook timeline, but it’s another to reach out via email, via text, via voice, via handwritten card, and to take the time to fucking google a photo of my favorite Doctor saying one of my favorite Doctor Who catchphrases in the history of FOREVER…

So, a very public thank you to J/L/TL, NJ, WB, MHC, MM, BG, and DM (so far) for going above and beyond in this world of Facebook.

You all rock, and I’m thrilled to call you my friends!

life in a brOTP

New message from [some person I used to know]: xxx-xxx-xxxx

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There’s been too many spaces in our togetherness. Our relationship is defined by separation. By silences. - Megan McCaffery (Fourth Comings)

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The silence has been broken.

Thanks, mom

accurate

Two big pieces of news today:

1) As I’ve been posting everywhere - I am beyond amused that today marks the 21st anniversary of my mother’s death. I am so amused that, if this anniversary were a person, I’d so take it out and get it shitfaced. I mean, the woman was a drunk. Seems oddly fitting…

2) I GOT A SECOND INTERVIEW WITH THE UCONN GRAD’S COMPANY! (I just realized that I never mentioned that interview in those terms. This is the guy with the 30 different companies.) I was joking with hubby because this guy was SO excited that when he asked me where I did my undergrad, I almost answered “UCONN, BITCH!”. Wisely, I swallowed that last word. Maybe he would have been amused by it… I don’t know. Maybe once I get the job there, he’ll get a full taste of my flavor of crazy.

It was a fun interview, one of the best I’ve ever been on. When they called me this morning - THEY HAVEN’T EVEN GOTTEN MY THANK YOU NOTE YET! - to schedule the second, I don’t know which one of us was more excited.

Keep for fingers crossed for me, kids. If I don’t get a job soon, it’s going to get ugly. The depression is lurking in the background and I’m trying to keep it away, but I am so NOT good with being home alone all day every day.