Free Jack Bristow
Dude, it's been almost a month since I made a legitimate post about fandom. And half of my last post was about Clash of the Choirs. What is wrong with the world?!? Well, update: I now own the Rambaldi boxset and illusory_thrill is watching Alias, so I am watching Alias too.
I've randomly been dreaming about Alias, but not about Irina. It's weird but understandable considering the episodes I've been watching recently. I just woke up during the longest dream ever - Jack was supposed to be executed for something, and I had only 2 hours, with Marshall's help, to find him a present that demonstrated how badass he was (which could perhaps be used to sway the committee's decision). So I made a music video (although I was under the impression that I was merely making an 8x10 of Marshall looking awkward--I was literally like, "Marshall, do you have any photos of Jack looking badass?" and then he gave me a picture of himself) and then the committee said it reinforced their decision to kill him because he was angry and yelling and intense. You can imagine how pissed I was.
And now I should probably go. Happy times at school await. I'm already in a bad mood because the "One Semester of Spanish Spanish Love Song" started playing in my head minutes after I woke up, and now I'm gonna be late because I've been talking about Jack Bristow. *sigh* I didn't get up at 5:50 or anything.
I've randomly been dreaming about Alias, but not about Irina. It's weird but understandable considering the episodes I've been watching recently. I just woke up during the longest dream ever - Jack was supposed to be executed for something, and I had only 2 hours, with Marshall's help, to find him a present that demonstrated how badass he was (which could perhaps be used to sway the committee's decision). So I made a music video (although I was under the impression that I was merely making an 8x10 of Marshall looking awkward--I was literally like, "Marshall, do you have any photos of Jack looking badass?" and then he gave me a picture of himself) and then the committee said it reinforced their decision to kill him because he was angry and yelling and intense. You can imagine how pissed I was.
And now I should probably go. Happy times at school await. I'm already in a bad mood because the "One Semester of Spanish Spanish Love Song" started playing in my head minutes after I woke up, and now I'm gonna be late because I've been talking about Jack Bristow. *sigh* I didn't get up at 5:50 or anything.