Fangirling. Move along.
Watched The Reichenbach Fall again. Not just because I'm morbid; I was trying to catch things I may have missed in my first viewing (I was slightly excitable at the time). Particularly I wanted to see if I recognised the identity of the cyclist who knocks Watson down ... which led to cries of: "Oh, no, it's a man ... NO WAIT HE HAS BOOBS. Oh, no, they're pecs ... he's just buff...". Much to my Dad's bemusement.
Also I love Molly. I mean, I really really love her. Which is a thing, because usually I can't stand female characters. But she's just so sweet. And I guess I kind of identify with her a lot, at least as far as her general air of awkwardness goes.
The only difference is, I actually got my Sherlock.
Also I love Molly. I mean, I really really love her. Which is a thing, because usually I can't stand female characters. But she's just so sweet. And I guess I kind of identify with her a lot, at least as far as her general air of awkwardness goes.
The only difference is, I actually got my Sherlock.