HOLD UP
So calikalie is holding an Amy Pond ficathon and GUYS someone wrote me Amy/Martha as conwomen. All I've ever wanted!!!
Life is... okay. I'm staying with my sister for another two weeks (I've been here for three already) and honestly, I'm ready to go home. This whole experience has taught me that I want to live with someone NEVER. But that also may be just because we're talking about my sister, the same person who drools over Ian Somerhalder and likes Mr. Schue on Glee. Clearly, deal-breakers.
Downton Abbey isn't, really, a show I think too much about? It's more soap opera than social commentary, except better and worse because instead of sleeping with each other, all anybody ever does is repress everything and then never talk about it. Anyway, still! The mixed messages the show sends re: class leave me uncomfortable; even though we do have ambitious characters (Branson, Ethel [u g h I LOVE ETHEL, remember when she sat down in the middle of a Very Serious Bates/Anna moment and you weren't sure whether it was a gr8 moment or the gr8est moment]) I'm never sure how much the show values their POV.
I can't even be bothered to talk about Bates at this point BUT NOTHING WITH HIS WIFE MADE ANY SENSE. Why does she need to be with him? If it's a matter of money, why doesn't......... he give it to her (you know, like he was planning to do before she showed up)? I like Anna's face though, I hope she gets more to do than crying over Bates' noble idiot routine. Ummmm, Sybil was lovely, as was Branson, and I'm excited for Thomas. And MARY. She broke her own heart. Which, !!!!!! YES augh that line is so completely Mary to me, I love her WHY IS SHE SUCH A WRECK :(
I actually teared up at the Mary/Matthew train station scene, idek. Or I do know, Matthew sounded so sure he was going to die and Mary was, you know, being Mary. BOTH OF THEM ARE SO DUMB, GOD. I cannot wait for all the lingering stares and longing glances and brief, but meaningful, handholding.
(Also Edith continues to exist, poor Edith)
Life is... okay. I'm staying with my sister for another two weeks (I've been here for three already) and honestly, I'm ready to go home. This whole experience has taught me that I want to live with someone NEVER. But that also may be just because we're talking about my sister, the same person who drools over Ian Somerhalder and likes Mr. Schue on Glee. Clearly, deal-breakers.
Downton Abbey isn't, really, a show I think too much about? It's more soap opera than social commentary, except better and worse because instead of sleeping with each other, all anybody ever does is repress everything and then never talk about it. Anyway, still! The mixed messages the show sends re: class leave me uncomfortable; even though we do have ambitious characters (Branson, Ethel [u g h I LOVE ETHEL, remember when she sat down in the middle of a Very Serious Bates/Anna moment and you weren't sure whether it was a gr8 moment or the gr8est moment]) I'm never sure how much the show values their POV.
I can't even be bothered to talk about Bates at this point BUT NOTHING WITH HIS WIFE MADE ANY SENSE. Why does she need to be with him? If it's a matter of money, why doesn't......... he give it to her (you know, like he was planning to do before she showed up)? I like Anna's face though, I hope she gets more to do than crying over Bates' noble idiot routine. Ummmm, Sybil was lovely, as was Branson, and I'm excited for Thomas. And MARY. She broke her own heart. Which, !!!!!! YES augh that line is so completely Mary to me, I love her WHY IS SHE SUCH A WRECK :(
I actually teared up at the Mary/Matthew train station scene, idek. Or I do know, Matthew sounded so sure he was going to die and Mary was, you know, being Mary. BOTH OF THEM ARE SO DUMB, GOD. I cannot wait for all the lingering stares and longing glances and brief, but meaningful, handholding.
(Also Edith continues to exist, poor Edith)