The Walking Dead Season Finale - AKA: I am never going to last till October.
HOLY. UNICORN. BALLSACKS.
I can't even TALK about the season finale right now. I JUST CAN'T. Tomorrow I will. I promise.
I feel like I have just run a marathon on speed, with zombies chomping inches away from my naked arse.
I feel like I need to run around the neighborliness half naked in my jammies, screaming nonsense and beating on random kitchen appliances to properly sum up my feelings. ...Or something. - So naturally I am writing a post on LJ about it right now. - No judgements people.
THIS SHOW GUYS. THIS SHOW. HEART ATTACKS. ALL THE CRIES IN THE WORLD. ALL THE HAPPIES. HOTNESS. AND THEN BACK TO THE HEART ATTACKS, CRIES, AND HOTNESS.
Also. Links. I have been hoarding since yesterday and found mucho interesting stuff that I feel like I must share with you all.
The 5 reasons why I still like Daryl - This article is superb. They mirror most of my own sentiments in Daryl character. Go bask in it, you won't be sorry.
Daryl's Ascendancy - This author basically sums up all my feelings about "Judge, Jury, and Executioner" and Daryl all mixed up into one. If you read only one thing from the links I am providing, it should be this.
Talking with people in the know about season three - Spoilers. But nothing the internet probably doesn't know by now. My favorite thing by far was this. About Merle. I am just so fraking happy I can't even. READ IT AND SQUEE WITH ME.
WALKING DEAD, COME BACK AND LET ME LOVE YOU.
I WON'T EAT YOU. I PROMISE.
I might nibble a bit though.