woke: while The Great British Bake Off is refreshingly devoid of the usual man vs. man conflict, it is filled with conflict of other varieties, notably man vs. self (the contestants vs. their knowledge of baking) and man vs. nature (the contestants vs. the time limit)
I have been rereading (well listening to audiobooks as I work) Prisoner of Azkaban and now Goblet of Fire, so my love for Sirius and the Marauders in general got back full force;;
“I’m like the luckiest girl in the world. I’ve gotten to be a princess, I’ve gotten to work with the Muppets. A lot of my childhood dreams about who I wanted to be when I was a grown-up, I at least get to play them in movies.”
I’m still not over the fact that Hermione Jean Granger managed to snag a famous international quidditch star as her date to the yule ball like. This is the FUNNIEST SHIT. Hermione isn’t even into quidditch. She didn’t even do anything. Viktor Krum just fell for this 15 year old muggle-born girl who spends all her spare time in the library and had never heard of the most famous quidditch player in the world before her best friends took her to the world cup. AMAZING.
I was working with a seagull and I said “as someone in Wildlife I know I should never anthropomorphize animals or hold them to any human moral standard, but seagulls are capable of and regularly knowingly commit evil” and the vet tech with me said “no yeah that’s true.”
two strangers pretend to be engaged to appease the wrath of an angry, blonde mother who will comment on the woman’s loneliness throughout christmas dinner
ordinary new york city girl falls in love with the prince of a small and entirely white european country
corporate shill learns how to love from a small town business owner running a bookshop/dog park/inn/christmas tree farm
two strangers get stuck in an enchanted vacation home that tricks them into falling in love
an unhappy extremely rich widower hires a woman to be a governess/tutor/party planner for his children in the style of sound of music
two strangers get trapped in a magic elevator and are forced (??) to be unfaithful to their current partners
two corporate shills compete over a promotion and eventually realize they want to fuck on the desk
two traveling strangers get stuck in a snow storm and fall in love in a small, conveniently placed, overly christmasy inn
business woman returns to her hometown for work and reunites with her overly masculine ex boyfriend
person A (talented) enlists help from person B (just hot) to win a floral/ice carving/baking/parade competition
Whenever Hagrid finally decides to retire as Care of Magical Creatures professor you can bet your last knut that Charlie Weasley flies back to England the following week excitedly waving his resume and recommendation letters from no less than two Scamanders and the Minister of Magic, Hermione Granger.
miss job hunting back in the day when you could just ride into town on a horse and be like “i’m a doctor” and everybody was like “cool no need to see if that checks out or anything”