teridawn | Geh. I'm feeling... talky today (Reply)

I'm totally getting maudlin over my love/hate relationship with the good 'ol USofA, so; onto something... distracting until I have to sedate my dog.

Okay, this sounds kinda... bad at first, and I'm refraining from spoilery "speculative" talk, even though speculation based on observations of aired episodes is not technically spoilery. So I'm omitting spoilery speculation for a private post so I can remember my postulates for when they happen and I can go, "AH HAH! I KNEW IT!"

Anyway...

Kill me. Kill me, now. That blurb about the Series Finale airing August 7th? And they just. kept. airing it. Denial is takin' a whuppin' *whimper* Thank, well, someone, for all the stockpiled S5 spoiler fic, alllllll ready to console me when the end comes *weep*

There might be less call for mourning if there was a show waiting in the wings to fill the QaF void, but there just isn't. Although, I will be watching Weeds... and probably wishing that chick lived near me; except that her character in West Wing annoyed the crap out of me and I don't think I'll be able to get over it in time.

Mercy killings. Just thinking of those who, by the end of ep, were screaming, "Noooooooooooooo!" because those writer guys. They're just too good. Resistance is futile. ;)

Less about me...

Kill Michael. Kill him, now. hehe So. So. Boring. Poor Mikey. Completely assimilated by the void of boringness previously the sole property of Mel and Lindz, et. al. Hm. Mikey. Only coming to life when yelling at Brian--but none of that this ep, so... although he and Justin with the mattress? Kinda cute.

Some other actors seemingly bring out a better performance in our friend; fer instance, the scene in the kitchen with Deb? Precious. The attempted mojo is appreciated, but the level of performance did not reach Amazing. And Mikey with Mel and Lindz? Just another nail in the coffin--it's amazing watching him emote even less in their presence

Okay, I note I seem a bit... violent. Weird. I LOVED the ep.

Mel/Linz. God how I actually love you girls! I'm enjoying the Mel/Linz dynamic again--and I'll probably actually watch their scenes on occasion (instead of ffwd'ing through them). While Titmouse Lindsay is back (major defect), at least Uberbitch Mel has returned to beneath the dustcover (major bonus). I mean, yes, you're in pain, sweetie. Share your pain. Go ahead. Just don't be a bitch about it. Plus, I'm totally buying it. The writers are doing an incredible job.

Bribribribri! What I lahk about you--

You sexy, sexy, promiscuous beast. I'd still love you, even if you only fucked Justin.

Your shoes don't fit, and you know it. *hugs*

And SO brave, even when you know so much about human nature, you still take a shot--all in the hope

Ted, he knows; First, you have to admit you have a problem. But to admit you have a problem, you have to be able to articulate it... understand it... define it (pretty sure that's three words that mean the same thing--more-or-less). Bri--always smarter than his outward appearances would suggest-- is able to accurately sum up his own defects in 70 words or less (not counting contractions or hyphenated terms ;).

"My mother is a frigid bitch. My father was an abusive drunk. They had a hateful marriage. Which is probably why I am... unwilling, or unable, to form a long-term committed relationship of my own. The fact that I drink like a fish, abuse drugs and, more-or-less, redefine promiscuity...doesn't help...much. As a result, I've lost the two people in my life that... mean the most to me."

"There. Don't you feel better now?"

"No. But I bet you do."

Efficiency. You gotta love that. *snerk* The only thing better than this, was when he bashed his head on the ceiling of Lindsay's 'loft/studio' and Lindsay gave him the, "You deserved that." line! I laughed so hard I missed her line the first two times, such a subtle metaphoric touch, so typical of the writing. Mm.[/affectionate sarcasm]

Ben. So tender and all accomodating. So painful watching him get hit with the big stick of filial rejection. *snivel* And the smoking. Some call it repetition (even though this would only be the second time); I call it 'Self-Referencing', and I adore it when showrunners aren't afraid to do it. SR makes for some bitchin' trivia!

More Ben. Values... everything. Disposes nothing. Fights for what he has. What he needs. He'll never throw anything away. Polar opposite of-- well, that's just a bit too obvious, even for me. He's written with such consistency. It's really quite nice.

Justin, Justin, Justin. Why are you spending your time recouping lines you've already spoken; word, for word, mind you, in Season 1? Are we afraid everyone has forgotten what a complete bastard your father is? Are there viewers out there who have possibly NOT seen every freakin' episode, multiple times, of this show? "Sometimes I think he's rather see me dead, than gay." CB would certainly not shed a tear. Gah! Where's my boom stick!

Jen. I love you. Dying to see you do something--even the whole 'new venue' hunt with Brian in S...3? is better than having you around to say things like: "What a dump." (although that was CUTE! and isn't that self-referencing from the last dump he lived in--or did you see that one?), and "I love you, Justin." Comeon, girl! Sell something big and buy a nice car. Something!

Emmett and Drew. There are no words. I squeed myself to death. I'm so fuckin' happy! Happy that he's back--that they went this way with the story instead the the far more scary 'violently homophobic gay guy' scenario, wherein bad things would happen to Em (and still could, I guess, because people are just...weird, about Football). Badder than the whole broken heart thing, 'k?--that Sierra had a lick of sense and decided that it did matter that her husband is gay. I already can't wait to hear those immortal words: "I wuv you!" ahem... "I... wuvy--" okey, whatever. But I WANT to hear them. Preferably more than once. I already know I'll believe, when I hear them.

Could also pick nits til the cows come home (i.e., if the cab light comes on when you 'open' the door; it should go off when you 'close' the door; do we really need another PSM on liposuction?; Let the man have a hotdog... if only so he can take off the girdle next ep; etc and so on) but... just not fun for me, so... I'm off to buy a couple of potatos, a couple of carrots, and an onion so I can crock my pot.