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I decided that today was the day for me to go through all my comics (yes, all of them, though I suspect that some of the ones I took to college are buried in boxes in my basement still. I won't find them until august if they're there, because my basement is almost floor to ceiling boxes. And I am not brave). I discovered that I have WAY TOO MANY ( Read more... )
Yes, Judd Apatow must go. His movies are not funny, and I am not at all charmed by his beta-male loseriness. Is that who I'm thinking of? I think I tend to fuse all his posse (like Seth Rogen, and Michael Cera, etc) into one big bundle of unfunny not-quite-pathos.
Connor is at the top of the list of my comic book boyfriends! The fact that he's on yours when he's not a major character and you don't even really like Green Arrow that much shows how amazing he was! His current sucking is really annoying. But it's okay, because I've managed to constuct an elaborate mental plot where he stops sucking and gets back to being fantastic and dreamy. This plot may or may not have a massive self-insert at its center. Since it's all in my head, I think I can get away with it.
JENSEN ACKLES NIGHT SHOULD BE TOMORROW! I WILL CALL YOU TOMORROW TO DISCUSS DETAILS! AND PERHAPS IT CAN BE A SLEEPOVER AS WELL???
Though because of the comic sorting, my floor is covered in comics. Hmmm. They could probably be cushy and mattress-like. There's definitely enough of them to make a bed.
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