Randy. You poor, misguided soul. Here you are, your first foray into life-after-QAF, trying desperately to be a SERIOUS ACTOR and wishing all your stupid nitwit fangirls would just FUCK OFF AND DIE ALREADY and all we care about is that you're going to be on stage naked. On stage. Naked. Sweet. YOU WILL NEVER BE RID OF US RANDYKINS. We'll be the ones taking up the front three rows night after night armed with insanely powerful zoom lenses and wearing t-shirts that say WE CAME FOR THE BUBBLE-BUTT. (Well, not me, because I am geographically challenged. But I am sending proxies.)
Maybe, just maybe, full-frontal nudity wasn't the best way to kick off your post-QAF career as a distinguished thespian. But we are grateful, and we lurrrve you. You will always be our naked, horny little munchkin. Plz don't hate.
Even though the season is over, I'm still pretty much unable to think of anything besides Veronica Mars. Except for the occasional QAF-induced squee of course.
This by
theohara is helping. A lot. It's Season 2 and it's so *right*. But Logan needs to come back right-the-hell-now because flashbacks and fantasy fucks will only get me so far.
Anyone know of any torrent sites still up and running? I'm desperate for this week's House, and the Lost finale.:(
This week a patient made me a purse - complete with rose scent and little dangly flower-beads. It will go with the knitted coathanger I got last week. I am loved.
And one day I'll receive a gift from a patient who's not like, one-hundred and twelve.