Just a random side-note, viewers;
I've just noticed that my blog is having some sort of malfunction. Again.
This may possibly put something of a damper on my new resolution to blog more often.
We shall have to see how it goes.
In any case, I bid you all good morrow.
Monday, February 24, 2014
Boredom Alleviated by BBC's Sherlock
Good day, viewers.
It has been a very long time, once again. I'm afraid the life of a chronically-ill lady of leisure generally offers little interest with which to fill a blog post, so I've rather fallen out of the habit. I mean to rectify this, if I can.
As those of you have read my previous posts know, my sleeping habits are nocturnal more often than not, which further lends to the relative dullness of my life.
A few evenings ago, I was longing for something new to entertain me, and my wish was granted. My friend, who, in my blog is called Irene, informed me that she signed up for a free 1-month trial of Netflix, and gave me leave to use her account to watch movies online. I immediately took the opportunity to look up BBC's Sherlock, which I missed out on when it aired on the telly. Much to my gratification, it was available for viewing, and I finally got to experience the show for myself.
Now that I've viewed all three series, I've really become quite obsessed with it. It gripped me entirely within the first five minutes. The characters are witty, and hilarious, and the plot is remarkably stimulating. Indeed, I've suddenly started remembering potentially useless tidbits of random information I've acquired over the years, and I've unconsciously started trying to deduce people as they go by.
Watching the three existing series once was not enough, so I convinced my mum to watch them with me, and, happily for me, she's now as much obsessed with Sherlock as I am. We've agreed that I must purchase it as soon as possible.
Again, I offer thanks to Irene for her part in temporarily lessening the dullness of my current state. Since, in my idiosyncratic way, I must initially watch something I like half-a-dozen times at least, Sherlock should keep me entertained for some while. Long live BBC.
It has been a very long time, once again. I'm afraid the life of a chronically-ill lady of leisure generally offers little interest with which to fill a blog post, so I've rather fallen out of the habit. I mean to rectify this, if I can.
As those of you have read my previous posts know, my sleeping habits are nocturnal more often than not, which further lends to the relative dullness of my life.
A few evenings ago, I was longing for something new to entertain me, and my wish was granted. My friend, who, in my blog is called Irene, informed me that she signed up for a free 1-month trial of Netflix, and gave me leave to use her account to watch movies online. I immediately took the opportunity to look up BBC's Sherlock, which I missed out on when it aired on the telly. Much to my gratification, it was available for viewing, and I finally got to experience the show for myself.
Now that I've viewed all three series, I've really become quite obsessed with it. It gripped me entirely within the first five minutes. The characters are witty, and hilarious, and the plot is remarkably stimulating. Indeed, I've suddenly started remembering potentially useless tidbits of random information I've acquired over the years, and I've unconsciously started trying to deduce people as they go by.
Watching the three existing series once was not enough, so I convinced my mum to watch them with me, and, happily for me, she's now as much obsessed with Sherlock as I am. We've agreed that I must purchase it as soon as possible.
Again, I offer thanks to Irene for her part in temporarily lessening the dullness of my current state. Since, in my idiosyncratic way, I must initially watch something I like half-a-dozen times at least, Sherlock should keep me entertained for some while. Long live BBC.
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