No one warned me that Jeremy Brett would end up in a great coat with the collar turned up and I'm vexed by the entire disregard of my poor nerves.

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No one warned me that Jeremy Brett would end up in a great coat with the collar turned up and I'm vexed by the entire disregard of my poor nerves.
I got to wondering if Mr. Rogers met me as I am now, would he be proud of the person I’ve become and I know the answer even if it sometimes feels misplaced.
He would be because he likes me just the way I am.
No one was going to tell me there was a literal fanfiction tv show of Pride & Prejudice?
It's hard enough to wrap my mind around the concept when Mr. & Mrs. Bennet's casting alone has shook me. Tf you mean the man I saw losing his mind over his daughters in Downton Abbey that also had a chilling performance in a movie I can't remember the name of to save my life is Mr. Bennet? What do you mean Alex Kingston, aka River Song from Doctor Who is Mrs. Bennet?
Not to mention they took the news of a far away friend that they've never heard of coming to visit while their daughter, Elizabeth, is gone "to visit said friend" (but is actually in the modern world and closed the door behind her) so well and just... let her stay in the house and introduce her to Mr. Bingley who, unfortunately, I have on pause staring at Ms. Price's cleavage to make this post (yes, she is wearing modern clothes; yes, Kitty (I think) asked about her clothes at breakfast; yes, they believed her lies that it's a hunting outfit... no, I will be answering no further questions regarding this).
I am.... reeling.
The Count of Monte Cristo may very well be the most ambitious read I make bc wtf you mean I'm only 206 pages in and my man was arrested, imprisoned, found a father figure, lost a father figure, escaped after 14 years, integrated himself in a crew and is on the isle where his fated fortune awaits? That's not even including the shit with the other povs we briefly see.
Random Princess and the Frog headcanon:
Charlotte calls her dad "big daddy" bc the first time they met, Tiana said something like "you got a big daddy" (bc I think Charlotte's dad is taller/larger than Tiana's, gotta watch it again) and something in Charlotte's brain lit up and she started using that from that point on.
The human brain's facial recognition boggles the mind. What do you mean facial hair makes a person's face almost unrecognizable?
I looked at Captain Wentworth's face in Persuasion for two hours, jumped to Jane Eyre where the same actor has a mustache and longer hair and thought "his eye shape and brow remind me of the dude who played Doc Ock in Spiderman... is he?"
No... No he is not.
Watching full episodes of Mr. Rogers Neighborhood makes me feel like I'm 8 again. I feel so at peace and things are just simple (even if it's only for a little bit). He seems genuinely excited to share new things with his audience and I adore him for it.
I forgot how much you can learn even as an adult when watching it. I learned about birds I didn't know about, and making spinach egg rolls, and a Ukrainian lullaby.
I think we'd benefit from rewatching it as adults and showing it to kids (whether your own or your niblings/grandkids/etc.) bc I tell you now I'm enthralled.
I'm realizing the only difference between me catching a spider and killing one entirely depends on my ability to grab a cup without taking my eyes off of it.
So as a wee babe (before my memory really set in), I had run to dad in another room to take care of a spider that was gone by the time I got back. From then, I killed them myself bc I wasn't losing one in my room again. But then I noticed my dad would call for me to grab a cup and catch them and take them outside (spiders, bees, lizards, mosquito eaters, and even flies if they hadn't annoyed us for multiple hours/days). So eventually I started doing the same and I got pretty good (rip the one lizard I accidentally killed with the cup, I remember crying to my parents about it so I had to be pretty young).
Then I lived alone with no readily available cups/people to bring me one and I had to kill them for my peace of mind. Now that I have a roomie again, there's just a bug catching cup in the living room that I'll ask for when they're home.
Thankfully I don't see them very often but when I do I try to catch and release instead of kill them.