Wednesday, May 10, 2006
House-terglow, vol. 2
I know I say this every week, but last night's episode was AWESOME! I do have one problem, and don't read this if you don't want a major spoiler.
HE CANNOT BANG CUDDY! In truth, he can't even donate sperm BECAUSE I will throw myself out of the nearest moving plane. Cameron is where it's at....he should fall in love with Cameron (and some would say he's well on his way) but never hook up with ANYONE because it would totally ruin it for me. It appears jealousy is part of the celebrity crush as well. *sigh*
Some of the best Houseisms from last night:
When discussing Wilson's supposed date with Cuddy: "Doesn't make sense unless she ran out of batteries."
"I take mine black. The way I take my brain-damaged neurologists."
"Idiots are fun. No wonder every village wants one."
"Nearly dying changes everything forever...for about two months."
OH, and one more rant. I realize they made him hop on one leg when he tossed the cane and bolted for the baby, but let's at least make it REALISTIC. There was definitely not enough hopping.
Note: I'm neck-deep in shit...aka the paper for my class tomorrow night. Don't expect much out of me until then (unless it has to do with my Hugh Laurie crush). I'm really fucked this time. Note to self: don't put things off, don't read fanfic til 3am, don't have a really nice phone convo that gets you all wired up, don't pick a crappy topic that you know little about.
Edit: 3:47pm ...BREAKTHROUGH! Check this shit out. It doesn't make much sense out of context, but it's beautiful....
"Her text is not a scientifically realized catalogue of anthropological artifacts, but itself becomes an anthropological artifact. It is the culture she seeks to communicate."
I win! Now, how do I say that in 8 more pages?
Edit: 8:19pm...I'm almost dry...bled dry that is. I have 8 pages. I need at least 4 more. I have the info in me, I'm just RESTLESS! Maybe microwave popcorn will help.
Edit: 2:29am...As of 11pm I had 9 pages done. I still have 9 pages done because I've been letting it chill. For the last hour or so I've been trying to decide whether to down some Excedrin (much more pleasant than Red Bull) and finish this bitch off tonight or go on to bed and get up and finish tomorrow. I don't have to be in class until 4:30 so I've got time. I just hate not having it done...even though there's so little to do. Ugg. To bed I go. My head is fuzzed.