From
Television Without Pity:
Clark starts to take off his shoes and hears a sound from my nightmares: "Hi, Clark." It's her. She Who Must Not Be Named.
So Lana is Voldemort. I knew there was a reason my skin crawls every single time -- and there are many, many times -- her odd-shaped face taints my TV screen.
She was there and he was there and the cowardly Pete was there and there was this wicked witch...no, wait, that was just Lana.
Well, if you've read Wicked, you would know that the wicked witch is far too good for Lana. I'll stick with Lord Voldything.
More from King Omar (all bow before him): Lana asks who was screaming. That was me, when I was yelling, "You broke up! You're not supposed to be here! Go away!"
Sigh. Honestly, sometimes I think that Omar and I share the same brain. Except I don't think Lex is gay. I mean, he can't be, because he's mine. ^_~ And he so needed a hug tonight. I volunteer to be the one to give you the hug you desperately need, Lex! It will be difficult, but I will make the sacrifice.
In other Smallville news, were we expecting the solar flares that happened yesterday? If not, those Smallville writers had some uncanny luck with the timing of tonight's solar flare episode. Talk about creepy. Maybe they can buy me a lottery ticket.
I am very sad to hear that Jude Law's marriage is closer to ending. Yes, I really am! I know I love Jude Law, but he is such a sweetheart, or at least seems like one, and I just want him to be happy.
The good news is I had my eye test (stupid DMV) and I still don't need glasses. But my eyes were dilated and very pupillar (No clue if it's an actual word - probably not - but it's sort of an inside joke so I am free to use it :D). They are back to normal now.
That is all the news I am willing to write about for now. Have a lovely, Luthoresque day. :)