I could really care freaking less about Des's girlfriend. Desmond himself? Yes, and I plan on doing at least one good paragraph on the meat of him (oh, fandom, how you have taught me to go straight to the porn place) once I do my own reaction post. But the GF herself is too much contrivance even for me.
I really, really liked Desmond, which startled the crap out of me. He sacrificed himself! To save the world, and more immediately, an island full of people I would gladly punch in the face, with four or five notable exceptions. And as soon as they started in with him having to go down and set off the failsafe, I teared up. Contrivance McGee's letter VO worked for me, even though every time I saw her I actually muttered "oh, whatever" under my breath. And on a more shallow note, with shorter hair and about five less pounds on him, he's surprisingly hot.
SHHHH! He's not dead! I will...clap my hands a lot, like bringing back a fairy. If there's a possibility of new cast members, then I want the writers to obey me immediately and give me Desmond and Alex.
I checked my flist for the sole purpose of seeing if you'd posted about Top Chef. Because seriously, I couldn't go into the finale blind if there was a chance goddamn Tiffani could win. If she had, and I hadn't had the chance to prepare myself, I might've done something drastic.
*would like to beat Tiffani over the head with one of Wendy Pepper's crazy shoes*
It's closer than I would have liked. Tiffani's stuff, when she didn't overcook it or whatever, was really good, but when she was off -- man. Harold was solid the whole way through, even if he didn't take as many risks.
I could have tolerated her, and her lack of an upper lip, right up until that knife comment. Bitch, please. No wonder you're making Dave drink on the line.
I can't deny that Tiffani really is a pretty rocking chef when she gets it right. But she annoyed the ever-loving crap out of me the entire way through and I am just that petty that I hate to see annoying people win.
I shall now indluge in happy visions of Stephen packing up his bright, California apartment and moving across the country to a little, near-squalor, insanely over-priced Manhattan apartment that he will end up spending next to zero time in once he and Harold SEE THE LIGHT.
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*would like to beat Tiffani over the head with one of Wendy Pepper's crazy shoes*
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I could have tolerated her, and her lack of an upper lip, right up until that knife comment. Bitch, please. No wonder you're making Dave drink on the line.
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I shall now indluge in happy visions of Stephen packing up his bright, California apartment and moving across the country to a little, near-squalor, insanely over-priced Manhattan apartment that he will end up spending next to zero time in once he and Harold SEE THE LIGHT.
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