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1. My absolute favorite thing about taking class on a working studio lot is walking from the parking lot to the room every day. It's just so cool, all these crew guys running around and taking care of lights and sets and all that. During my freshman year I loved loved loved our studio class, just that hustle and bustle feeling of a taping that feels almost like opening night of a play (it's probably more prevalent during live tapings - we did "news shows," and we couldn't cut), that's the feeling I associate with working lots and that's the feeling I associate with television and that's the feeling I want to chase for the rest of my career.
2. Also, last week I spotted Kate Walsh from Private Practice one morning and I was smiling and she thought I was smiling at her and so she smiled at me, and then today I saw Esposito from Castle on my way out of class, and I've been making sure to smile at everyone since Kate Walsh smiled at me, so I was already smiling and he said, "How ya doing?" and I said "Hi," but in my head I was jumping up and down and repeating Guys, guys, Castle! Castle, guys, Castle! and I'm geeking out about random people but just knowing they're there and working means that this is real, working place, and it just gets me excited for the future and everything. (Also Nathan Fillion was probably on the lot/will probably be on the lot sometime this week, and man, guys, I LOVE ME SOME FILLION)
3. BONES and its 100th EPISODE made me freak out, oh man, I haven't been this excited about TV for a long time. My friends list (and even AUSIELLO'S GODDAMN TWITTER) had all these LJ cuts about the ep, either on Wednesday night when the Canadian ep leaked or on Thursday at 9 eastern, which is still goddamn SIX O CLOCK here, so I had to wait another two hours to even WATCH the episode. I warned Teresa that I was going to freak out and had to watch Bones almost immediately, and she understood because she is also a fangirl over things (she mentioned something about reading an NSync fanfic (she's an NSync girl!) and so I told her about easy_academy , we are the greatest roommates) and so she gave me the remote (I had to wait until I didn't have to sit through commercials, I was that patient at least) and let me curl up on my couch and watch the ep and FREAK THE FUCK OUT. I...I loved it. I don't even - I thought it was fantastic. The whole idea of Booth and Brennan telling the story to Sweets as the frame, letting them keep going back to Sweets finding these things out, letting them show today's Booth and Brennan and comparing it to pre-pilot Booth and Brennan, man, FANTASTIC. Pre-pilot Booth and Brennan started out flirty, in this way that I've sort of always wanted today's Booth and Brennan to be, but then after their first meeting, when they looked at each other in Sweets's office and reiterated their belief (or lack thereof) in fate, that smile they gave each other, that's a smile that's been built over five years of being each other's partners, five years of getting to know each other professionally and personally. It's that flirty smile but with a foundation of the time she saw him die, the times he thought she was going to die, the way he's helped her understand her father, the way she's been a prescence in his son's life - all the times they've been there for each other, the conversations, the touches, EVERYTHING.
Everything from Sweets yelling at them that something had to change to the end of the episode is a blur of tears and feelings. God, Brennan. She's changed so much and she doesn't realize it. She's been in love with him and he's been in love with her and now they know, they both know, and they think they didn't change anything, that everything is going to go back to the way it was, but it can't, it can't, everything is changed forever, and I'm not sure I could be happier about it. Is it Thursday yet?
4. Now, I spent most of this season of Life Unexpected not really talking about it afterward, just watching it, enjoying it in the moment, and then pretty much forgetting about it. Last week's episode was a fucking adorable family road trip, where Cate and Baze and Lux all traveled to see Cate's dad, Peter Horton from thirtysomething, and I really loved it. I ship Cate and Baze something hard, especially when Baze gazes at her all lovestruck, and I love the idea of them as a cohesive family unit all together, having just found each other again after 16 years. Also, I like Ryan and Lux's relationship, but I hate Ryan with Cate. "We're together! We're not. We're together! We're not." over and over again, and it starts to grate a little. I would love to see this idea of Ryan being pissed at Cate for leaving him, but not being able to get over his attachment to Lux, this girl he started to think of as a daughter. That would be really interesting to me, and also Lux would have her adorable parents together to make an adorable family.
But nooooooo, Baze had to lie to Cate that he didn't love her, and Lux had to diss her dad by saying he'd never grow up, and Cate had to get that goddamn steely look in her eye when Baze burst in through that church door and kiss her new husband, Ryan, and now I'm all pissed. I was almost entirely sure that Ryan and Cate would sign a five-year contract for their show, Baze would burst in earlier in the ceremony, and Cate would run out with him, and the next season would deal with that fallout, Cate having to deal with Ryan at work but being happy with Baze and Lux, and Lux having to try to figure out how Ryan fit into her life - no, instead, next season (if we get one) will be all about how Cate maybe does have feelings for Baze and Baze will pine after her and I'm just pissed at how it ended.
5. easy_academy is by far my favorite thing to happen to me this week. I spent the entire second half of the update with my stomach all tensed up in disbelief, because IT'S THE THREESOME THAT I'VE WANTED FOREVER, ever since Dick and Nick sat on a bench at a rest stop on the way to Fresno and talked about Nix and I started shipping them almost as hard as I ship Nick/Nix, and I can hardly believe it's real. And the Nix update a couple weeks ago had Nick playing "Vesper's Goodbye" for Nix, and my heart hurt for them, but in the greatest possible way. I almost want to re-read all the angsty stuff right this second with the knowledge of what comes later and see if it goes down any easier, but I still like the idea of re-reading with others.
6. The latest episode of Living The Dream only furthered my personal favorite JoBros canon, where the boys sit around to write songs and Joe doesn't really take it seriously, and Nick takes it too seriously. I spent the entire episode giggling and thinking about all the fic I've read where that exact thing happened. And next week Nick talks about Miley! I have maybe been thinking about doing a sequel to this fic, written almost exactly a year ago (you can thank cashewdani for reminding me about it), and this has got me thinking that I should drop the "maybe" and just write the damn thing already.
7. Last week I had dreams two nights in a row about David Archuleta. I have absolutely no idea why, I don't know anything about that kid I didn't learn from the episode of Hannah Montana he was in and the few times he and Demi tweeted each other. Then, this weekend, I had a dream where I was Selena Gomez, and Taylor Swift and I gave a concert together. Seriously, what is my psyche?!
8. Friday night I went out with the SiLA people to a dive bar in Sherman Oaks. There was karaoke. I sang "7 Things." A couple of boys got up and "sang" "Tequila," which means they danced for the rest of the song and said the word "tequila" at the proper time, all three times. There was some Mariah Carey, a fantastically buttoned-up random guy who knew every word of a Beastie Boys song and rocked the shit out of it, annnnnnnd (wait for it...wait for it...) a group singalong to "Tiny Dancer." Like, two people from our group had the mike, but every single one of us sang all of the words along with them. It was amazing, and I can now cross that off my bucket list. (No lie, that twitter-sation that Nicole Anderson, Chelsea Staub, and Nick Jonas had about Almost Famous being on TBS is one of my favorite things to ever happen. Chelsea's @-reply to Nick that "It's all happening." gives me ridiculous feelings)
9. Today, it hailed. In southern California. On a day when it was in the 60s in Chicago. Really, what is my life?
2. Also, last week I spotted Kate Walsh from Private Practice one morning and I was smiling and she thought I was smiling at her and so she smiled at me, and then today I saw Esposito from Castle on my way out of class, and I've been making sure to smile at everyone since Kate Walsh smiled at me, so I was already smiling and he said, "How ya doing?" and I said "Hi," but in my head I was jumping up and down and repeating Guys, guys, Castle! Castle, guys, Castle! and I'm geeking out about random people but just knowing they're there and working means that this is real, working place, and it just gets me excited for the future and everything. (Also Nathan Fillion was probably on the lot/will probably be on the lot sometime this week, and man, guys, I LOVE ME SOME FILLION)
3. BONES and its 100th EPISODE made me freak out, oh man, I haven't been this excited about TV for a long time. My friends list (and even AUSIELLO'S GODDAMN TWITTER) had all these LJ cuts about the ep, either on Wednesday night when the Canadian ep leaked or on Thursday at 9 eastern, which is still goddamn SIX O CLOCK here, so I had to wait another two hours to even WATCH the episode. I warned Teresa that I was going to freak out and had to watch Bones almost immediately, and she understood because she is also a fangirl over things (she mentioned something about reading an NSync fanfic (she's an NSync girl!) and so I told her about easy_academy , we are the greatest roommates) and so she gave me the remote (I had to wait until I didn't have to sit through commercials, I was that patient at least) and let me curl up on my couch and watch the ep and FREAK THE FUCK OUT. I...I loved it. I don't even - I thought it was fantastic. The whole idea of Booth and Brennan telling the story to Sweets as the frame, letting them keep going back to Sweets finding these things out, letting them show today's Booth and Brennan and comparing it to pre-pilot Booth and Brennan, man, FANTASTIC. Pre-pilot Booth and Brennan started out flirty, in this way that I've sort of always wanted today's Booth and Brennan to be, but then after their first meeting, when they looked at each other in Sweets's office and reiterated their belief (or lack thereof) in fate, that smile they gave each other, that's a smile that's been built over five years of being each other's partners, five years of getting to know each other professionally and personally. It's that flirty smile but with a foundation of the time she saw him die, the times he thought she was going to die, the way he's helped her understand her father, the way she's been a prescence in his son's life - all the times they've been there for each other, the conversations, the touches, EVERYTHING.
Everything from Sweets yelling at them that something had to change to the end of the episode is a blur of tears and feelings. God, Brennan. She's changed so much and she doesn't realize it. She's been in love with him and he's been in love with her and now they know, they both know, and they think they didn't change anything, that everything is going to go back to the way it was, but it can't, it can't, everything is changed forever, and I'm not sure I could be happier about it. Is it Thursday yet?
4. Now, I spent most of this season of Life Unexpected not really talking about it afterward, just watching it, enjoying it in the moment, and then pretty much forgetting about it. Last week's episode was a fucking adorable family road trip, where Cate and Baze and Lux all traveled to see Cate's dad, Peter Horton from thirtysomething, and I really loved it. I ship Cate and Baze something hard, especially when Baze gazes at her all lovestruck, and I love the idea of them as a cohesive family unit all together, having just found each other again after 16 years. Also, I like Ryan and Lux's relationship, but I hate Ryan with Cate. "We're together! We're not. We're together! We're not." over and over again, and it starts to grate a little. I would love to see this idea of Ryan being pissed at Cate for leaving him, but not being able to get over his attachment to Lux, this girl he started to think of as a daughter. That would be really interesting to me, and also Lux would have her adorable parents together to make an adorable family.
But nooooooo, Baze had to lie to Cate that he didn't love her, and Lux had to diss her dad by saying he'd never grow up, and Cate had to get that goddamn steely look in her eye when Baze burst in through that church door and kiss her new husband, Ryan, and now I'm all pissed. I was almost entirely sure that Ryan and Cate would sign a five-year contract for their show, Baze would burst in earlier in the ceremony, and Cate would run out with him, and the next season would deal with that fallout, Cate having to deal with Ryan at work but being happy with Baze and Lux, and Lux having to try to figure out how Ryan fit into her life - no, instead, next season (if we get one) will be all about how Cate maybe does have feelings for Baze and Baze will pine after her and I'm just pissed at how it ended.
5. easy_academy is by far my favorite thing to happen to me this week. I spent the entire second half of the update with my stomach all tensed up in disbelief, because IT'S THE THREESOME THAT I'VE WANTED FOREVER, ever since Dick and Nick sat on a bench at a rest stop on the way to Fresno and talked about Nix and I started shipping them almost as hard as I ship Nick/Nix, and I can hardly believe it's real. And the Nix update a couple weeks ago had Nick playing "Vesper's Goodbye" for Nix, and my heart hurt for them, but in the greatest possible way. I almost want to re-read all the angsty stuff right this second with the knowledge of what comes later and see if it goes down any easier, but I still like the idea of re-reading with others.
6. The latest episode of Living The Dream only furthered my personal favorite JoBros canon, where the boys sit around to write songs and Joe doesn't really take it seriously, and Nick takes it too seriously. I spent the entire episode giggling and thinking about all the fic I've read where that exact thing happened. And next week Nick talks about Miley! I have maybe been thinking about doing a sequel to this fic, written almost exactly a year ago (you can thank cashewdani for reminding me about it), and this has got me thinking that I should drop the "maybe" and just write the damn thing already.
7. Last week I had dreams two nights in a row about David Archuleta. I have absolutely no idea why, I don't know anything about that kid I didn't learn from the episode of Hannah Montana he was in and the few times he and Demi tweeted each other. Then, this weekend, I had a dream where I was Selena Gomez, and Taylor Swift and I gave a concert together. Seriously, what is my psyche?!
8. Friday night I went out with the SiLA people to a dive bar in Sherman Oaks. There was karaoke. I sang "7 Things." A couple of boys got up and "sang" "Tequila," which means they danced for the rest of the song and said the word "tequila" at the proper time, all three times. There was some Mariah Carey, a fantastically buttoned-up random guy who knew every word of a Beastie Boys song and rocked the shit out of it, annnnnnnd (wait for it...wait for it...) a group singalong to "Tiny Dancer." Like, two people from our group had the mike, but every single one of us sang all of the words along with them. It was amazing, and I can now cross that off my bucket list. (No lie, that twitter-sation that Nicole Anderson, Chelsea Staub, and Nick Jonas had about Almost Famous being on TBS is one of my favorite things to ever happen. Chelsea's @-reply to Nick that "It's all happening." gives me ridiculous feelings)
9. Today, it hailed. In southern California. On a day when it was in the 60s in Chicago. Really, what is my life?