Okay, so, now that I'm slightly more drunk and slightly more removed from the shitstorm that was Tuesday, let's sort out why I'm so annoyed by it. And, shockingly enough, it comes back primarily to how Quinn Fabray was shit on...
OH. ALSO. HELEN FUCKING MIRREN. BITCH GETS SHIT DONE. She needs to do all voiceovers from now until the end of eternity. Or jsut the one narrating my life. Whatever. I'm not picky.
Soooo...I was on the phone the entire time I watched this. And just a wee bit drunk, because I finally gave up on looking for an occasion to drink a whiskey-brewed porter I've been saving and it's like 16% alcohol and my four of the evening, so. But seeing as it was about 87% singing and pointless, I don't think I missed too much. And I'm still
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