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[snowystingray]

It's 3:30AM and I just woke up with a roach on my chest. After freaking out and jumping out of bed and turning the lights on and trying to determine whether it was real or part of a dream, I managed to flush the (very much real) bedroom invader out and kill it. But let's guess how much I want to get back in that bed right now. D:

Also, did last night's Chuck just intentionally reference the Buffy the Vampire Slayer movie? Yes, I think it did. (Still, though, I think I might be breaking up with this show once this season is over -- and House, too. It's so gloomy... there's so much from both shows that I used to really cherish, and quite a bit that I enjoy even now, but. Ehhh. I don't know. Enough of it feels like a chore that I start to wonder why I bother. Well, that's probably more true for House than anything; I was really dragging my feet catching up with the past month of episodes, so I finally watched three of them over the weekend and... yeah... :/ And then I haven't watched the finale yet, but based on the reaction in my flist I pretty much have no desire to. I'm not 100% at that point with Chuck yet -- a lot of it is adorable and charming! But then a lot of it is me shaking my fists at the TV in impotent rage, so... I don't know! And yet I did buy a ton of $5 footlongs last season and now I feel weirdly responsible for it being on TV.)

LALALALA I JUST NEED TO GO BACK TO SLEEP.

I've made this week my unofficial Use Facebook Statuses to Reminisce About Lost Week, and. And. B'AWWWWW. Every time I go on YouTube to pull up clips I basically want to cry. This is giving the end of Harry Potter a run for its money (and remember the ten-gallon jugs of tears that were cried at the end of that, self? And the whole part where I had to make an emergency bathroom run for like twenty tissues at one point because I was literally starting to drown myself in my epic bawling as I lay in bed reading and crying? UUUGGGGHHHH WHY MUST ALL MY FICTION LEAVE ME IN RUIN AND PAIN. Hopefully at least it is satisfying and rewarding ruin, anyway).

Are any of you doing anything for the finale? I need some food ideas (other than 1) stick Dharma labels on a box; or 2) hot pockets; or 3) fried chicken; or 4) I... there was something else really obvious I had already thought of, but now I've already forgotten it.) I'm sure there are going to be some strawberries and fishcuits, but other than that IDK.

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[lalumena.livejournal.com]

There's a lot to be said for cheery television. I don't know about you, but I watch TV to escape from real life, not to be reminded of it's hardships!

Heheh fishcuits.

[snowystingray.livejournal.com]

I watch a shocking amount of television that leaves me angry/upset/heartbroken/annoyed on a regular basis. WHY. WHY DO I DO THIS. Well, in some cases it's because it is just damn fine television (e.g. Mad Men, even though RRRRRAGE RAAAAAAAGE RAGEEEEEEEEE SO OFTEN, WHY DON DRAPER, WHY DO YOU EVEN EXIST, WHY), and in some cases it's because it seduces me in via other means (e.g. Chuck, with its strapping Adam Baldwin (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v247/snowystingray/tv%202009/chuck-caseyftw.jpg) and endearing pop culture references -- seriously, I was getting so terribly annoyed with this latest episode, and then they broke out the Buffy and it was just like... damn you. DAMN YOU. You know all of my weaknesses), and in some cases it's because I actually do quite like the majority of it that when annoying things happen I just have to fixate on them because they seem so wrong (e.g. MERLIN, HERE'S LOOKING AT YOU), and in some cases... I don't even know. I like to stress over TV. It's virtually impossible for me to be a casual viewer of anything (unless it's a USA Original Series. For some odd reason they are always the exception, and are my perfectly balanced fun-happy-smart shows). I'll be honest, I wouldn't love Lost half so much if it didn't cause me intense emotional ruin on a weekly basis.

Summary: wheee, me and my unhealthy relationship with TV!

[lalumena.livejournal.com]

See, I think I'm the opposite? I process tv shows emotionally first rather than rationally. Unless it's something like Spooks or A2A/LoM where you do have to think to follow it. Casual viewing for me is not getting invested in the relationships etc. I have a lot of respect for how deeply you think about TV. :)

[railise]

I'm going to be out of town for the finale! D: And I don't think I can record it! D: D:

Must. Find. Solution.

(Also, I still need a petsitter and am out of people to ask. Between that and Lost, this is dire, indeed.)

[snowystingray.livejournal.com]

D: D: D: D: D: D:

TRAGEDY. MAXIMUM TRAGEDY. (Is watching it on ABC.com an option at all? I think they put episodes up fairly quickly. Otherwise... I have to hope that there will be a reairing of the episode some time soon, even though it's not like they have a lot of 2.5-hour time-slots lying open all over the place so I don't know...) Good luck, though! I hope you find a way to watch it.

[railise]

TOTAL AND ABSOLUTE MAXIMUM TRAGEDY.

Petsitter problem resolved itself magically today. Fingers crossed for Lost...

[mythopathy.livejournal.com]

I am kind stunned from the House finale. I'm incredulous you might say because you do not see it coming.. In a very sad note there's barely any Wilson in it but but.. watch it! It needs discussion!

And I dunno, I've found shows that mix heartbreak with good laughs, like Supernatural; and House used to be this, it definitely needs to tone down the angst but I don't think I can give up on it, I might as well stay true.. But lately I'm watching How I Met Your Mother, Community and Big Bang Theory just for the laughs so that I can balance the sadness out. In the former category now belongs Doctor Who bless his little blue bow tie.

And for the Lost finale, may I suggest chocolate? You're in the sub/tropics right? In ice cream form then.

*sigh* Thank you for ruining my happy delusion that cockroaches do not climb on humans. THEY'RE SUPPOSED TO BE AFRAID DAMMIT fffffuuuuuuuck.

[snowystingray.livejournal.com]

I'll probably watch it... eventually... ehhh. It's sitting on my DVR, anyway.

And I dunno, I've found shows that mix heartbreak with good laughs, like Supernatural; and House used to be this, it definitely needs to tone down the angst but I don't think I can give up on it, I might as well stay true..

Yes, exactly -- House used to be this. I don't mind TV shows that make me feel bad, as outlined in my making-me-sound-like-a-crazy-person comment to lalumena above -- but I like it when they make me feel bad in a good way? That is, bad because it is well-written and heartbreaking (House! Season one! "Babies and Bathwater"! "Three Stories"! Yes, there were times when the show brought me to tears in a legit this-is-well-written-and-emotionally-resonant manner), not bad because I am shaking my head going, "Seriously, what, what now, WHY, that was dumb, and also NO." I really haven't been digging Sam at all (why yes, I am still hung up on S4/CTB, WHY DO YOU ASK); and from what I gather Lucas gets a rather inglorious boot out the door; and, okay, I'm not trying to make it all about shipping, but shipping is pretty much an extension of character and it all just seems so bad on both fronts. I pretty much stuck around after S4 for love of Hausvilson, and lingering fondess for ducklings old and new, but... whatever. To be honest, I rather hoped that the show would not be renewed for a seventh season so I could stop watching it without feeling guilty. Hopefully some kind soul will just upload Wilson-only edits on YouTube of S7 so I don't have to actually sit through it myself.

I need to write more about how much I am digging Doctor Who! I've tried and failed a few times in the past to properly get into it, but now I'm like, "Ohhh, so this is Doctor Who, and this is what it feels like when it clicks!" I'm still on the BBC America schedule, though, which is a few weeks behind...

Oh, ice cream is a must. I kind of think I'm going to make those poptart ice cream sandwiches featured on thisiswhyyourefat.com. YES, I USE THAT SITE FOR RECIPES. Judge away.

UGHHHHH SERIOUSLY, IF ONLY ROACHES WOULD REMEMBER THE RULES. This is the third time ever this has happened to me (THAT I KNOW OF D: D: D: D: horrible imaginings right now uuugggghhhhh); twice in the twelve years I've been living in this house, and then once when I roomed with my friends for a summer in college. It's one of those facts of life that I think you're supposed to just "get used to" from living in Florida, which is basically just a glorified swampland swimming with creepycrawlies; we even call them "palmetto bugs" to make them seem cute and non-threatening, but it's really just a nice way of saying "GIANT FUCKING ROACHES CRAWLING ALL OVER YOUR ENTIRE LIFE" because, just, there's nothing you can do. NOTHING. They will be there. Also, ha, according to Wikipedia, the average size of an adult American cockroach is 1.6"... ... This thing was probably like 2.5-3". I almost want to dig it out of my trashcan to measure, but... uhhh... I'll spare you and myself.