LOL OMFG HAI THAR
So, yes, wow, that was a bit of an unintentional hiatus from Teh Intarwebs owing to a week filled with OMGWTFTICKYBOXness and FLAIL and trying to GET THINGS DONE OMFG. Hello, shape of the pear.
But! I bring you a post that is TWOFOLD, LIKE MY PANTS.
Firstly, and I'm not posting these behind a cut, sorry, because OMFG BB, OKAY actually, okay, I will because I'm nice, but YOU NEED TO CLICK ON THIS, OKAY, BECAUSE THERE IS AN ADORABLY CUTE BABY BEHIND THIS CUT THAT YOU WILL REGRET FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE NOT SEEING.
(Stolen from perezhilton.com, simply because. And we're not going to go into why I know what was on perezhilton.com, because (a) I can't tell you; it's a secret, and (b) because I'm utterly ashamed of the fact I know more about celebrity gossip at this moment than I have since I was fourteen years old.)
WENTZ AND BB:
OMG BB Bx:
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. LOOK AT HOW HAPPY PETE LOOKS, YOU GUYS. AND LOOK AT LITTLE BRONX'S FACEOMG.
Seriously. My ovaries actually exploded at work today.
Speaking of exploding ovaries, Ryan Seacrest needs to STOP BEING ADORABLE AND TALKING TO LITTLE KIDS IN THE AUDIENCE AND THEN PICKING THEM UP SO HE CAN PUT THEM IN THEIR SEATS BECAUSE IT IS MAKING ME WANT TO TWEET AT HIM ENCOURAGING HIM TO PROCREATE. NO, SERIOUSLY.
However, you know how I love Jacob from TWOP? Well, he shares the Idol recaps with a guy called Joe R., who clearly isn't sure what he thinks of Ryan. But sometimes, oh, sometimes there are sheer GEMS.
Take, for example, this. Ryan is talking to one of the contestants, Elliot (Yamin, who I liked before I knew he'd been on Idol, as is the case with so many artists), and mentions that Elliot used to be a radio DJ. Then, this:
Ryan asks for a "ramp up" to the next song, because he's all about the industry lingo, or haven't you noticed? Ryan was born when Zeus came down from Mt. Olympus, took the form of a high-definition TV, and mated with a sound mixer.
That may be one of my favourite chunks of prose EVER.
Closely followed by this, because it may as well have been extracted from my brain about this scene, which occurs in the following video at around 1.09:
although you should really watch the whole thing, as Ryan flirts with Simon, winds him up, gets all handsy with him, and sits on his lap. This is reciprocated by Simon (except for the lap-sitting bit, although I'm not saying he wouldn't. I'm just saying he doesn't in these clips). (As a bit of background, I'd seen this in the above yoohootube clip video, and pretty much thought exactly what's below, but then put it down to my insanely large Hat of Tin. Apparently not.)
Here's weirdness: Ryan is standing next to the judges' table getting ready to call Bucky to the stage, his right hand on the desk by Simon. So as he intros Bucky, Simon reaches his fist over and kind of bops Ryan on the hand lightly. The well has officially run dry on my ability to talk about how Ryan and Simon are boyfriends who love/hate/love each other, even though it's a fascinating subject, because I no longer think it's fake, or if it is fake, it comes from a very real place, at least for Ryan. But that gesture right there? That was an actual gesture of romantic love from one wizened old partner to another. It's the weirdest thing. I mean, obviously Simon and Ryan made up since last week, that much is clear. But that gesture may have just swayed me into a snark-free "actual boyfriends" territory. They need to be studied, extensively.
SEE? EVERYONE KNOWS THEY'RE GAY BOYFRIENDS. THE END.
Anyways. Hopefully next week - probably after I get back, ohgod, *PANICPANICPANICFLAIL* - I will catch up on stuff. I know I owe some people replies to emails and comments *looks guiltily in
ignaz's direction* and I will get round to it soon, I swear.
Vj. Out.
But! I bring you a post that is TWOFOLD, LIKE MY PANTS.
Firstly, and I'm not posting these behind a cut, sorry, because OMFG BB, OKAY actually, okay, I will because I'm nice, but YOU NEED TO CLICK ON THIS, OKAY, BECAUSE THERE IS AN ADORABLY CUTE BABY BEHIND THIS CUT THAT YOU WILL REGRET FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE NOT SEEING.
(Stolen from perezhilton.com, simply because. And we're not going to go into why I know what was on perezhilton.com, because (a) I can't tell you; it's a secret, and (b) because I'm utterly ashamed of the fact I know more about celebrity gossip at this moment than I have since I was fourteen years old.)
WENTZ AND BB:
OMG BB Bx:
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. LOOK AT HOW HAPPY PETE LOOKS, YOU GUYS. AND LOOK AT LITTLE BRONX'S FACEOMG.
Seriously. My ovaries actually exploded at work today.
Speaking of exploding ovaries, Ryan Seacrest needs to STOP BEING ADORABLE AND TALKING TO LITTLE KIDS IN THE AUDIENCE AND THEN PICKING THEM UP SO HE CAN PUT THEM IN THEIR SEATS BECAUSE IT IS MAKING ME WANT TO TWEET AT HIM ENCOURAGING HIM TO PROCREATE. NO, SERIOUSLY.
However, you know how I love Jacob from TWOP? Well, he shares the Idol recaps with a guy called Joe R., who clearly isn't sure what he thinks of Ryan. But sometimes, oh, sometimes there are sheer GEMS.
Take, for example, this. Ryan is talking to one of the contestants, Elliot (Yamin, who I liked before I knew he'd been on Idol, as is the case with so many artists), and mentions that Elliot used to be a radio DJ. Then, this:
Ryan asks for a "ramp up" to the next song, because he's all about the industry lingo, or haven't you noticed? Ryan was born when Zeus came down from Mt. Olympus, took the form of a high-definition TV, and mated with a sound mixer.
That may be one of my favourite chunks of prose EVER.
Closely followed by this, because it may as well have been extracted from my brain about this scene, which occurs in the following video at around 1.09:
Click to viewalthough you should really watch the whole thing, as Ryan flirts with Simon, winds him up, gets all handsy with him, and sits on his lap. This is reciprocated by Simon (except for the lap-sitting bit, although I'm not saying he wouldn't. I'm just saying he doesn't in these clips). (As a bit of background, I'd seen this in the above yoohootube clip video, and pretty much thought exactly what's below, but then put it down to my insanely large Hat of Tin. Apparently not.)
Here's weirdness: Ryan is standing next to the judges' table getting ready to call Bucky to the stage, his right hand on the desk by Simon. So as he intros Bucky, Simon reaches his fist over and kind of bops Ryan on the hand lightly. The well has officially run dry on my ability to talk about how Ryan and Simon are boyfriends who love/hate/love each other, even though it's a fascinating subject, because I no longer think it's fake, or if it is fake, it comes from a very real place, at least for Ryan. But that gesture right there? That was an actual gesture of romantic love from one wizened old partner to another. It's the weirdest thing. I mean, obviously Simon and Ryan made up since last week, that much is clear. But that gesture may have just swayed me into a snark-free "actual boyfriends" territory. They need to be studied, extensively.
SEE? EVERYONE KNOWS THEY'RE GAY BOYFRIENDS. THE END.
Anyways. Hopefully next week - probably after I get back, ohgod, *PANICPANICPANICFLAIL* - I will catch up on stuff. I know I owe some people replies to emails and comments *looks guiltily in
ignaz's direction* and I will get round to it soon, I swear.
Vj. Out.