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I didn't realise quite how much of a lame fangirl I am until this afternoon, rereading the chronologically first Jeeves and Wooster story and almost squeeing out loud in delight at the mention that before he met Bertie Jeeves was employed in Florence Craye's household - because I'd been pondering the fact that Florence Craye (the gorgeous, bossy, scarily brilliant one Bertie keeps getting accidentally engaged to) is so obviously a chameleon-arched Romana, but since Jeeves clearly has a fob watch stashed somewhere too, shouldn't they have ended up somewhere together? But they do know each other, pre-Bertie, so that works out all right. Hurray!

I put far too much thought into these things.

Turning from unlikely crossovers to perverted children's shows, this Sesame Street video has destroyed my childhood. And my brain. And the last shreds of my sanity.