i'm the shadow in the corner of the room
ZOMG BUNNY SLIPPERZZ!! Liam + underwear + transformers = WIN. And baby!Charlie with the piano.
What did he say after she said "we became friends"? It was angry and snappish and also British, so I didn't catch it.
"Just give me some space."
"Space."
And we all know what Dom thinks of that. You said you needed some space...
Yet again I am reminded that Dom is probably wearing his own clothes in the flashback episodes.
JABBA?! Sawyer, you're an asshole, but you know your Star Wars. If Kate ever says she loves you, and you don't say "I know," I will be angry forever.
It occurs to me that I should be concerned for Charlie's deteriorating mental state, but OMGWTF NO SHIRT SEXY PANTS YAYE!
I want to make a comment about the diaper commercial, but nothing will make that funnier or more cracked-out than it actually was. So. Moving on.
"Bald wanker knows something." Or at least he thinks he does.
"You hittin' that?" Keep ribbing Jack like that, Ana Lucia, and I might stop hating you so much.
"Two brothers who should be butchers." I knew there was a reason I was getting Boondock Saints vibes from those two.
So it seems I spend all the Charlie episodes curled up on the bed whimpering "Charlie, noooooo...." in a tiny desperate voice. He's just so...arg. He fouls everything up, and he can't do anything right. He's like Charlie Brown with a monkey on his back. Or maybe more like River in some of her less-lucid moments.* I am liking the contradictory advice given by Eko and Locke. Locke can throw a decent punch, but Eko's got his Jesus stick, so they're probably fairly well-matched. I demand a showdown. It'd be good for island morale.
*I would pay money to see Charlie slash Locke a la River and Jayne. "He looks better in red!"
I think I did fairly well on my Latin quiz today. Lucked out by getting one of my favorite passages to translate. I'm not too sure about the scansion part, and I always screw something up when I'm asked to parse. But maybe I got a B? That would make me happy.
My fiction professor read a phrase from my daily writing out loud (anonymously) and said there was a novel there. I'm flattered, but I don't know where the novel is in the conversation I had with a cranky Stephanie on Vicodin.
And now for something almost, but not entirely, unlike work.
EDIT: "I am Zark Leader." *snicker* Jag, I may not like you best with Jaina, but you make me giggle sometimes.