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is it Tuesday yet?
Dec. 13th, 2006 05:39 pmI love this icon (made by ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
magique_icons) because I get to imagine that House, like me, is desperately waiting for it to be Tuesday again so he can, like me, watch NCIS and The Unit.
Or, Dear Fox, in case you haven't noticed, my Tuesday loyalties hath shifted, and I'm doing time south of the dial with your geriatric friends at CBS. I love my Tuesday telly SO MUCH.
First, NCIS, hello McSinging spoilerpants! Oh, Tony. Also, Abby hugging everyone within hugging distance. Also, Ziva continuing to be a sexual predator. Hot damn I love this show.
And then The Unit, and, like, FIRST, how have we come so far without discussing the Bob-Brown-Stranded-In-The-Desert ep? BOB! And big love to Mack playing PTSD shrink, and big love to Ed O'Neill as the crazy Ranger. This show, people? In case you were wondering? Is smart and good. Like NCIS, it suffers from CBS-vaguely-republican disorder, but it makes up for it in sheer sex appeal and the taut snap of Mamet dialogue. I want, however, more Summer Glau!
In conclusion, House has spun wildly off the rails, and so, in an effort that shall be blamed upontzikeh, I accidentally started writing House fic just now. Figure I can recapture some of what made that misanthropic user such a marvelous hero in the early stages, and try to cancel out all of his lame-ass twelve-steppery circa the current season. House: I no longer love you! You have shamed yourself, and me! A dysfunctional genius who needs Vicodin to mellow him out to ALMOST normal enough to function in human society = interesting! A self-deluded druggie? Um, does anyone remember the ER arc when Anthony Edwards got hopped up on painkillers or whatever? Yeah, like that. Is it all of a sudden 1994 again??? Wilson as an enabling codependent sidekick who knows that his whole life is worth less than House's little finger, and will therefore protect House to the ends of the earth = interesting! Wilson as a morally torn medical professional worried about turning in his buddy who's got a problem, yo: It's THE REAL WORLD: Princeton-Plainsboro! *moan*
In conclusion: es Martes ya? Quiero la Unit. Pero, voy a escribir de House, por que necessitamos un escritorio del amore entre un medico y sus pastilles. Oh l'amour!
magique_icons) because I get to imagine that House, like me, is desperately waiting for it to be Tuesday again so he can, like me, watch NCIS and The Unit.Or, Dear Fox, in case you haven't noticed, my Tuesday loyalties hath shifted, and I'm doing time south of the dial with your geriatric friends at CBS. I love my Tuesday telly SO MUCH.
First, NCIS, hello McSinging spoilerpants! Oh, Tony. Also, Abby hugging everyone within hugging distance. Also, Ziva continuing to be a sexual predator. Hot damn I love this show.
And then The Unit, and, like, FIRST, how have we come so far without discussing the Bob-Brown-Stranded-In-The-Desert ep? BOB! And big love to Mack playing PTSD shrink, and big love to Ed O'Neill as the crazy Ranger. This show, people? In case you were wondering? Is smart and good. Like NCIS, it suffers from CBS-vaguely-republican disorder, but it makes up for it in sheer sex appeal and the taut snap of Mamet dialogue. I want, however, more Summer Glau!
In conclusion, House has spun wildly off the rails, and so, in an effort that shall be blamed upon
tzikeh, I accidentally started writing House fic just now. Figure I can recapture some of what made that misanthropic user such a marvelous hero in the early stages, and try to cancel out all of his lame-ass twelve-steppery circa the current season. House: I no longer love you! You have shamed yourself, and me! A dysfunctional genius who needs Vicodin to mellow him out to ALMOST normal enough to function in human society = interesting! A self-deluded druggie? Um, does anyone remember the ER arc when Anthony Edwards got hopped up on painkillers or whatever? Yeah, like that. Is it all of a sudden 1994 again??? Wilson as an enabling codependent sidekick who knows that his whole life is worth less than House's little finger, and will therefore protect House to the ends of the earth = interesting! Wilson as a morally torn medical professional worried about turning in his buddy who's got a problem, yo: It's THE REAL WORLD: Princeton-Plainsboro! *moan*In conclusion: es Martes ya? Quiero la Unit. Pero, voy a escribir de House, por que necessitamos un escritorio del amore entre un medico y sus pastilles. Oh l'amour!
