Richard Armitage had me by 12:57 at the latest
I’m really still feeling raw about Armitage’s remarks last week in the wake of the election, and I might have stayed so if I hadn’t watched Berlin Station on Sunday night. I was initially planning not to watch it but unfortunately, I’ve gotten dad interested and didn’t know how to explain that I wasn’t in the mood. And sure enough. This was the best episode yet. I’d been concerned earlier from the fangirl perspective that there weren’t any “replay this ad infinitum” scenes, but there are two or three in this episode.
So yeah. Armitage the actor convinced me. Also, I can’t imagine not writing here, at least not right now.
I don’t know what to do about this, because I’m frustrated with myself and I’m still really a mess about the election. I have a lot to say about Love, Love, Love. I’m interested in everything. Ideally, I’d just stay away from Armitage’s social media — or only look at Twitter when I know I am in a very good mood, because both of them tend to enrage me. Also, I know after the many helpful remarks that people left that I need to do more work on the “me” piece of this; that may balance things out.
I’m just as clueless as ever and almost as upset, but I’m back. See what happens.