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HEE. 30 Rock-Friends collision FTW. ("You're such a Monica!" Good call, Jack. Good call.)
Watched bits of 20 to 1 in the Rush ad breaks last night. Since when do they have Perez Hilton and Danny Bonaduce contribute? Oh, the standards of this show are second to none.
Speaking of which... anyone watch Rush last night? (Apart from muldy, lol.) Catherine McClements, you are a goddess. I couldn't love you any more. (Even if Rachel Goldstein > Kerry Vincent. But Goldie's only one of my favourite TV characters, um, ever.)
Hame and Sammy J on the one Spicks & Specks episode? AWES. ("Bro?" "It's your last name!")
"Wow, I lost my dude." Oh, Amy Brenneman, don't say such sad things. (Here, but it's semi-spoilery?)
Ha, I don't know if I want to go to one of the Mamma Mia singalong screenings or run scared.
SCOFIELD'S ELEVEN SIX:
OKAY I WAS GOING TO TALK ABOUT IT... but everything's been said. And my thoughts are all swirly and nonsensical and fairly inconsequential, too. All I will say is: OH, NON-TUCKER. WHY MUST YOU BE EVIL. GO BACK TO BEING WITH BAILEY AND STOP SHOOTING AT OUR GUYS. Oh, and that tech guy kinda cracked me up. Twice. Or maybe even three times.
Also? I'm gonna try not to indulge myself in any more spoilers. I think I've done enough damage and I'd like to be a bit more, y'know, surprised from now on. (Will this declaration be upheld? Hell, no. And you hereby have permission to throw tomatoes at me when I break it.)
But that exhilaration of seeing her - well, them - again is unbeatable. No other ship does that to me in that way ('cause, well, I suppose no other ship has their circumstances). ANYWAY. I'd forgotten what it felt like to be insanely excited for this show, even though, um, potholes aplenty.
AND FINALLY, LINKAGES: Scylla, Horcruxes... anyone? Anyone? Buellerrrr.