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angelgazing) wrote2005-11-16 01:18 am
angelgazing) wrote2005-11-16 01:18 am
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twisted tuesday teevee round up
Dear You (yes, You),
I was going to say, "Tuesday TV Round Up is canceled because I am tired omg, please try to contain your disappointment" but the thought made me sad.
So instead I say, give me your Tuesday TeeVee Round Up Letters. You know you've got 'em. There's something you're just dying to write in a note to Dean. There's something you're dying to say to Cameron. You know you want to scream curses in the general direction of ASP. So, give 'em to me. Let me start a trend, man. Please?
And sometime later I'll probably cave and start putting letters up in this space. Yay. 'Ware of Spoilers and blahblahfishcakes.
Love,
Me
ETA:
Dear House Writes,
You know, every week a few things happen without fail. I hate Cameron more, and I become more convinced that Wilson is ohsoverygayforHouse. The first one needs something done about it. The second one I heart endlessly.
And if you could just make Stacy like, fall off the hospital roof? That'd be awesome.
kthxbai,
Me
Dear Wilson,
If you think I didn't notice your non-gender-specific pronoun there then you are sadly mistaken. Oh, oh I know. But it's alright, because I find you impossibly cute. No, I don't know what that's about.
Though I did have you pegged as the guy who went right up to the line but never crossed it when it came to cheating. I dislike being wrong, you know. Please stop that. And while you're stopping things, STOP BONDING WITH CAMERON.
She'll only try tosteal you from House "comfort" you when you do get that third divorce. (And let's stop playing games, buddy, we all know it's coming.)
Love,
Me
Dear Chase,
Would you wear your short shorts for me ::bats eyelashes::
Fangirlily,
Me
Dear Dean,
omgiloveyouletshavebabiesomgomgomg.
::coughs::
So, like, this tough guy thing you've got going? The rushing into whatever to save Sam? The guns? The cheap hotels? The snark? Every week I think "what a jerk" at least once, but it's always in this stupidly fangirly voice. You're guns and your axe and your kicking in doors makes me swoony.
::swoons::,
Me
Dear Supernatural,
So, I don't know if it's one of the writers or what, but someone has got a thing for Jared's neck. Don't think I don't notice. It's the only reason why he spends so much time being strangled.
You just like the close-ups. I bet you'd have him walk around with a collar on if you could get away with it.
Oh, my God, please, please find a way to get away with it.
Maybe right there with you (maybe),
Me
Dear Mostly-Likely-Recently-Widowed-Mother,
Hi, so you are, most likely, a recently widowed mother. You've got two children and no job. You probably spent all your husband's life insurance money on the house. No, really, I get it.
But isn't there some sort of loophole? A 30-Day-Money-Back-Guarantee? Because there was a spirit on fire in your daughter's bedroom. You were magically locked in your bedroom. Your poor, defenseless, baby boy was trapt in the goddamn fridge. Plus, you know, the sink ate your plumber's hand.
I think maybe I'd be looking for that loophole.
No one hates moving that much,
Me
Dear John,
WTF, man? W.T.F. Also, are you like, gonna have a thing for Missouri? Cause that'd be fun for like, me. And I don't know why.
Not ficcing, even on a dare,
Me
Dear Supernatural Writers,
So, like, you know what would be awesome? If you'd publish a copy of John's journal. Awesome.
(Goddamn it I want one.)
Love,
Me
Dear Dean,
Once again, omgiloveyou. ::clings::
Love,
Me
Dear Supernatural writers,
You're playing with the brothercest slashers, aren't you? Because last week there was ass slapping, and this week there was actual clinging and if you don't want us to think this way then... Wait, no, I don't care. Keep doing what you're doing, intentions or no.
::kisses::,
Me
Dear Daddy!Winchester,
Hi. Me again, just wanted to say that you better have a damn good reason for avoiding them. Seriously.
And if you're worried about all the gay sex they are clearly having with each other, just pretend not to see it. It'll work for you, I'm sure.
Seriously,
Me
Dear ASP,
Hey, so like, remember when I used to respect you as a writer?
Good times, huh.
Unhappily,
Me
Dear Lorelai,
It's nice to see that you've finally realized how very, very perfect Luke is, and how he'd turn the world upside down for you, and how unimaginable selfish you can be.
Not that that'll change anything.
Still loving you,
Me
Dear Luke,
I have no words. None at all.
Painfully,
Me
I was going to say, "Tuesday TV Round Up is canceled because I am tired omg, please try to contain your disappointment" but the thought made me sad.
So instead I say, give me your Tuesday TeeVee Round Up Letters. You know you've got 'em. There's something you're just dying to write in a note to Dean. There's something you're dying to say to Cameron. You know you want to scream curses in the general direction of ASP. So, give 'em to me. Let me start a trend, man. Please?
And sometime later I'll probably cave and start putting letters up in this space. Yay. 'Ware of Spoilers and blahblahfishcakes.
Love,
Me
ETA:
Dear House Writes,
You know, every week a few things happen without fail. I hate Cameron more, and I become more convinced that Wilson is ohsoverygayforHouse. The first one needs something done about it. The second one I heart endlessly.
And if you could just make Stacy like, fall off the hospital roof? That'd be awesome.
kthxbai,
Me
Dear Wilson,
If you think I didn't notice your non-gender-specific pronoun there then you are sadly mistaken. Oh, oh I know. But it's alright, because I find you impossibly cute. No, I don't know what that's about.
Though I did have you pegged as the guy who went right up to the line but never crossed it when it came to cheating. I dislike being wrong, you know. Please stop that. And while you're stopping things, STOP BONDING WITH CAMERON.
She'll only try to
Love,
Me
Dear Chase,
Would you wear your short shorts for me ::bats eyelashes::
Fangirlily,
Me
Dear Dean,
omgiloveyouletshavebabiesomgomgomg.
::coughs::
So, like, this tough guy thing you've got going? The rushing into whatever to save Sam? The guns? The cheap hotels? The snark? Every week I think "what a jerk" at least once, but it's always in this stupidly fangirly voice. You're guns and your axe and your kicking in doors makes me swoony.
::swoons::,
Me
Dear Supernatural,
So, I don't know if it's one of the writers or what, but someone has got a thing for Jared's neck. Don't think I don't notice. It's the only reason why he spends so much time being strangled.
You just like the close-ups. I bet you'd have him walk around with a collar on if you could get away with it.
Oh, my God, please, please find a way to get away with it.
Maybe right there with you (maybe),
Me
Dear Mostly-Likely-Recently-Widowed-Mother,
Hi, so you are, most likely, a recently widowed mother. You've got two children and no job. You probably spent all your husband's life insurance money on the house. No, really, I get it.
But isn't there some sort of loophole? A 30-Day-Money-Back-Guarantee? Because there was a spirit on fire in your daughter's bedroom. You were magically locked in your bedroom. Your poor, defenseless, baby boy was trapt in the goddamn fridge. Plus, you know, the sink ate your plumber's hand.
I think maybe I'd be looking for that loophole.
No one hates moving that much,
Me
Dear John,
WTF, man? W.T.F. Also, are you like, gonna have a thing for Missouri? Cause that'd be fun for like, me. And I don't know why.
Not ficcing, even on a dare,
Me
Dear Supernatural Writers,
So, like, you know what would be awesome? If you'd publish a copy of John's journal. Awesome.
(Goddamn it I want one.)
Love,
Me
Dear Dean,
Once again, omgiloveyou. ::clings::
Love,
Me
Dear Supernatural writers,
You're playing with the brothercest slashers, aren't you? Because last week there was ass slapping, and this week there was actual clinging and if you don't want us to think this way then... Wait, no, I don't care. Keep doing what you're doing, intentions or no.
::kisses::,
Me
Dear Daddy!Winchester,
Hi. Me again, just wanted to say that you better have a damn good reason for avoiding them. Seriously.
Seriously,
Me
Dear ASP,
Hey, so like, remember when I used to respect you as a writer?
Good times, huh.
Unhappily,
Me
Dear Lorelai,
It's nice to see that you've finally realized how very, very perfect Luke is, and how he'd turn the world upside down for you, and how unimaginable selfish you can be.
Not that that'll change anything.
Still loving you,
Me
Dear Luke,
I have no words. None at all.
Painfully,
Me