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Sherlockian

I am completely in love with the BBC show sherlock. It stars the two amazing Actors Martin Freeman:

and Benedict Cumberbatch

They are both freaking adorable. Now, I must show some quotes from the show.
Sherlock Holmes: Mrs. Hudson the landlady is giving me a special deal. She owes me a favor. A few years back her husband got himself sentenced to death in Florida. I was able to help her.
John Watson: So you stopped her husband from being executed?
Sherlock Holmes: Oh, no. I ensured it.
Next one:
Sherlock Holmes: Shut up.
Lestrade: I didn’t say anyth —
Sherlock Holmes: You were thinking. It’s annoying.
and another!: John Watson: You don’t have a girlfriend, then?
Sherlock Holmes: Girlfriend? No, not really my area.
John Watson: Oh right then. [pause] Do you have a boyfriend? Which is fine, by the way —
Sherlock Holmes: I know it’s fine.
John Watson: So you’ve got a boyfriend?
Sherlock Holmes: No.
John Watson: Right, okay. You’re unattached, just like me. Fine. Good.
Sherlock Holmes: John, um… I think you should know that I consider myself married to my work and while I am flattered by your interest I’m —
John Watson: No —
Sherlock Holmes: — really not looking for anyone —
John Watson: No. I’m not asking — no. I was just saying. It’s all fine.
Sherlock Holmes: Good. Thank you.
ANOTHER: Sherlock Holmes: Dear God. What is it like in your funny little brains? It must be so boring.
MORE:
Sherlock Holmes: Oh, what now? I mean, I’m in shock! Look, I’ve got a blanket.
MORE AGAIN:
Sherlock Holmes: John, concentrate. I need you to concentrate. Close your eyes.
John Watson: Wh-what? Why? Why? What are you doing?
Sherlock Holmes: I need you to maximise your visual memory. Try to picture what you saw. Can you picture it?
John Watson: Yeah…
Sherlock Holmes: Can you remember it?
John Watson: Yes, definitely!
Sherlock Holmes: You remember the pattern?
John Watson: Yes!
Sherlock Holmes: How much can you remember it?
John Watson: Well, don’t worry!
Sherlock Holmes: Because the average human memory on visual matters is only 62% accurate.
John Watson: Yeah, well, don’t worry, I remember all of it.
Sherlock Holmes: Really?
John Watson: Yeah, well, at least I would, if I could get to my pockets! Took a photograph…
more, expect a a lot of these seeing as it is my favorite show with hilarious writers:
Moriarty: That’s what people DO!
Last one. Promise, maybe…:
John Watson: I’m glad no-one saw that.
Sherlock Holmes: Mm?
John Watson: You ripping my clothes off in a darkened swimming pool. People might talk.
Sherlock Holmes: People do little else. [smiles]
Kidding one more: Sherlock Holmes: Punch me in the face.
John Watson: Punch you?
Sherlock Holmes: Yes, punch me, in the face. Didn’t you hear me?
John Watson: I always hear “punch me in the face” when you’re speaking, but it’s usually subtext.
Sherlock Holmes: Oh, for God’s sake!
[He punches John in the face. John punches him back, before jumping onto his back and grabbing him in a chokehold]
Sherlock Holmes: Okay, I think that’s enough now.
John Watson: You want to remember, Sherlock, I was a soldier. I killed people!
Sherlock Holmes: You were a doctor!
John Watson: I had bad days!
So funny, a couple more:
Sherlock Holmes: [talking to John on the phone while on the roof of St. Barts] I’m a fake.
John Watson: Sherlock…
Sherlock Holmes: The newspapers were right all along. I want you to tell Lestrade, I want you to tell Mrs. Hudson and Molly, in fact tell anyone who will listen to you… that I created Moriarty for my own purposes.
John Watson: Ok, shut up Sherlock. Shut up. The first time we met – the first time we met, you knew all about my sister, right?
Sherlock Holmes: Nobody could be that clever.
John Watson: You could.
That one was a Johnlock moment:
DI Lestrade: not our division.
ONE LAST ONE! by matin freeman: F*** you, I won a Bafta.
BEST ONE!! Look up the video! The end no more, just the best show ever.
As an added bonus, i went to build a bear and named my bear Sherlock! YES!

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Bones

Bones is back! I finally have something to blog about! Bones is the best show ever and with the cliffhanger they left I can’t wait for it to come back. The cast is also just amazing too! Plus I’m excited to see Angela and Hodgin’s baby. They will be fantastic parents. It comes back today! watch it on fox at 8!

 

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Quotes week 3

I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity. ~Edgar Allan Poe

Which will make me post the best poem ever written!

Annabel Lee

It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of ANNABEL LEE;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.

I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea;
But we loved with a love that was more than love-
I and my Annabel Lee;
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me.

And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
My beautiful Annabel Lee;
So that her highborn kinsman came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulchre
In this kingdom by the sea.

The angels, not half so happy in heaven,
Went envying her and me-
Yes!- that was the reason (as all men know,
In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.

But our love it was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we-
Of many far wiser than we-
And neither the angels in heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.

For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling- my darling- my life and my bride,
In the sepulchre there by the sea,
In her tomb by the sounding sea.
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Quote week two

I forgot I was doing this… Sorry. Here’s another one, or a couple
From shawn spencer on psych
Shawn: We just need this room.
Maid: But it’s not clean.
Shawn: That’s O.K., neither are we.
Next,
Shawn: Hi I’m Shawn Spenstarr and this is my partner Gus ‘TT’ Showbiz.
Gus: The extra T is for extra talent.
And another
Shawn: Good morning detectives, collecting money for the Policeman’s ball?
Lassiter: We don’t have balls.
Shawn: I honestly have no response to that.
Again!
Juliet: Why didn’t you go in the bank? Shawn: We came here to make a deposit. That’s not really a two-man job. What, we both should have grabbed a corner of the check and gingerly walked it in together?
One last one
Hello raccoons, I know you’re watching me. I don’t blame you. I’d be doing the same thing if I was you. I mean who am I? Some mysterious biped infiltrating your natural habitat. I know you don’t mean to scare me with your beatty little yellow eyes that glow like the devil.

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When Bad Dancing Happens to Good TV Stars

All credit goes to http://tvrecappersanonymous.wordpress.com I just had to repost this AMAZING blog post. It was so funny! Plus, I love some of the people! :D

When Bad Dancing Happens to Good TV Stars . . . When you've resorted to "ass-slapping," it's never a good sign . . . Ahhhh, dancing.  We all do it on occasion.  But only a few of us can actually do it well.  But, even if you aren't exactly the "Life of the Dance Party," perhaps, you can sleep better tonight, knowing that you are not ALONE.  In fact, there are many, otherwise, very cool, talented, and debonair television stars out there, who undoubtedly dance just as bad as you do!  Anyone who … Read More

via TV Recappers Anonymous

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Melody Chapter 2 (Finally)

I woke up in a sweat decided to walk around and clear my head. I hardly ever slept but once I did I only had nightmares. I walked on the wood floor and tried not to make a sound to wake Selena. She mumbled and rolled over in her sleep but she didn’t quite wake up. I turned the handle as silently as possible. I crept up and down the hallway and attempted to clear my mind. I slid down with my back against the wall, and hugged my knees. I began to cry and then sob.
I just don’t understand how my life became this mess.
I heard footsteps coming towards me and I heard a soft voice speak.
“Hey, are you okay? Do you want me to get help?” I shook my head. I knew it was a boy, I knew he would see me crying and I knew I would look stupid, but I didn’t seem to care. He reached for my shoulder and I backed away.
“Sorry. I didn’t mean to.” I stood up and wiped my eyes.
“It was just a reaction.” He smiled at me. For the first time I actually looked at him without seeing a threat. He had dark brown hair that was tousled up just above his ears. His blue eyes were somehow comforting.
“This probably looks strange to you.” I tugged at the bottom of my sweatshirt that was a size or two bigger than it needed to be.
“Not really. You just lost your parents, many people fell resentment or cry when they come here.” I nodded and said something I probably shouldn’t.
“I lost my dad a long while ago.” It wasn’t the same kind of lost he was talking about.
Why was it so easy to talk to him?
“I’m sorry. Everyone’s situation is different.” I heard a loud voice yell ‘Seth’. “I’m coming! Sorry,” He began talking to me again as he rushed down the hall. He turned quick back around on his heels.
“I didn’t get your name.”
“Melody.”
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I was laying on my bed watching the sun creep up from the window as the sun rose when I heard a knock on the door. I walked up to get it and Selena groaned and threw the covers back over her head. I pulled it opened and saw the receptionist from earlier staring at me.
“The counselor would like to see you.” She turned and clicked away in her stilettos heels.
I wasn’t sure where the counselor’s office was. Selena seemed to pick up on it and rolled out of bed.
“Come on. I’ll show you where to go.” She slipped past me and I followed her out the door, “what did ya do?”
“I don’t think I did anything.”
She put a finger over her lips to hush me and pointed at the door. It read;
Linda Murray PhD
I looked at Selena nervously before entering the door.
“Welcome, Mrs. Evans.” I cringed at my last name and awkwardly took a seat on the couch.
“Just Melody.” I shifted positions on the couch. She walked over and sat into her chair.
“Well, then you may call me Linda. You don’t have to be nervous, I’m here to be your friend.”
I wasn’t sure what my expression looked like but I’m sure I gave her an odd look.
Why would I want to be friends with the counselor?
“The police think it’s necessary to talk after what you have been through. I know it must have been very traumatic.”
I pushed myself off of the couch and took a step towards her door. “I don’t want to talk about anything.”
I walked outside and slammed the door.

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Hello :D

Hi this is Meagan and I am very happy today! I wrote my story and posted it on my blog. GO READ IT! Haha! For some reason I am VERY hyper today! Tasha has my laptop so I decided, since I am bored, I would go on her blog since she checked remember me on wordpress which meant her password and name was remembered! :D So I clicked log in and decided to post a blog post saying nothing because I am so bored. So HI and now I will say GOODBYE! :D goodbye.