13 February 2006 @ 11:23 pm
i feel you near, randy, i feeeeeel you  
ALKJDFLASKJ, SSS! Thank you so much for my rose! :(( You are Brian and I'm Justin and you totally bought me flowers from the street vendor! *doesn't leave you for a musician*

SECONDLY, OMG RANDY IS MERE MILES FROM ME. THIS EXPLAINS THE RECENT CLOUD COVER SUNNY SOUTHERN CALIFORNIA HAS EXPERIENCED. IT IS THE RANDY FRONT CONVERGING WITH THE GALE, UM, FORCE. THEIR CHEMISTRY EVEN AFFECTS THE WEATHER, YO.

Also, I need to stalk like celery. Which is harder when you are on foot. If anyone sees a woman stealing a bike from a wee child to madly cycle after a car containing a not-blond-anymore-cos-he's-not-Justin-dammit head down Ventura Blvd., that would be, um, me.


- Jack makes a gas mask look hot. You watch. Next season's fashion show models are going to be striking bioterrorism poses.

- The mall. OMG THAT WAS TOTALLY A WWJ(ACK)D MOMENT! And do you know what Jack would do? HE WOULD NOT GIVE THE RIGHT CODE, BEYOTCH. What I think tripped him up (beyond the usual Killing Innocents Is Bad) was the amount of children involved. Would the same events have happened had the target been a factory? In all honesty, I think Jack would have gone through with it. He's been able to sacrifice innocents before when millions have been at risk. Of course, he always tries to prevent it, just as he did here. But I think the key here was the kids. In that lull, I totally picture him remembering Kim when she was small and her mother brought her to the mall. Then later when she was a teen and spent her entire life there with her friends. He was on home ground.

- That said, he screwed up finding the terrorists fast. :| Then again, this show is not called 8.

- Okay, so I think I've figured out a big reason why I love Lynn so much. HE'S JACK. No, really. His "the end justifies the means" approach to the job is exactly how Jack operates. Tough decision that needs to be made? Lynn's your man. And just like Jack, he's emotionally affected by his decisions. He just doesn't have time to delve deeper beyond simple acknowledgement that they exist.

- Um, Lynn. You have wonky timing. Wouldn't you want to straighten yourself up before you walked back into work? But more importantly, how did you get back into CTU? Your security card was stolen. :| Which is totally going to bite you in the ass later. And why does every CTU director have the unstable woman in the immediate family? Dude, as an unstable woman, I take offense. :| But, damn, you definitely rock at bucking up and moving on. :X

- When Jack is dragged into the other room, his shirt rucks up and you can see this tantilizing patch of side/tummy skin. Um, alkfajlasjfd.

- Jack has his Body Count Total (via my Tech Support [livejournal.com profile] lennongirl), but I think we should start a Times Logan Tries To Avoid Responsibility Tally, too. I mean, WTF. There was no less than three attempts at it in this episode alone. Twice for making the bomb decision and another for making his wife tell the widow about Walt. But, ha ha, Bill and Mike wouldn't let you foist it on them. Nice try, Mr. Presidon't.

- Wouldn't it have been better to just tell the widow? Now she's going to blame herself for not being there for "emotionally distraught" Walt, when really he was a coward with a PR problem. (Assuming Walt wasn't murdered. And you know what they say about assuming.)

- If at all possible, avoid becoming 3rd in Command of your terrorist group. Past years have continually shown you will inevitably fuck up and be ordered to sacrifice yourself for the greater good of hayhem.

GUH. I LOVE THIS SHOW.
 
 
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[identity profile] spuzz.livejournal.com on February 13th, 2006 11:44 pm (UTC)
Also, I need to stalk like celery. Which is harder when you are on foot. If anyone sees a woman stealing a bike from a wee child to madly cycle after a car containing a not-blond-anymore-cos-he's-not-Justin-dammit head down Ventura Blvd., that would be, um, me.

OMG OMG. THE SHEER MENTAL IMAGE. KEELS ME. DEAD. Oh Randy, CONSTANTLY HIDING BECAUSE OF YOU.

You make Baby Jesus Randy cry. SHAME.
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[identity profile] url-girl.livejournal.com on February 13th, 2006 11:58 pm (UTC)
LIKE YOU WOULD NOT BE ON MY HANDLEBARS
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[identity profile] darksylvia.livejournal.com on February 14th, 2006 12:25 am (UTC)
OMFG, there needs to be QaF RPS for that. After the stalking, of course. He couldn't do this in April when I will be down there, NOOOO. I have to live vicariously through your proximity.
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[identity profile] amelialourdes.livejournal.com on February 14th, 2006 01:16 am (UTC)
Um, I was totallyyy just thinking about that. Simon goes to LA and finds Randy with ... dun dun dun!
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[identity profile] url-girl.livejournal.com on February 15th, 2006 12:10 am (UTC)
RPS on the Deadwood set aldkj.

Feel better, hon. :X
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[identity profile] flamencanyc.livejournal.com on February 14th, 2006 01:19 am (UTC)
You will, of course, tell us if you find out who what he's doing in L.A. and how long he'll be there, right?
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[identity profile] url-girl.livejournal.com on February 15th, 2006 12:13 am (UTC)
It would probably consist of ALLCAPS and a bzillion exclamation points, but I would definitely spill my guts. God help Randy. :P
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[identity profile] jolinar.livejournal.com on February 14th, 2006 03:28 am (UTC)
Deleted last comment because wow, that was a little too snarky, even for me :P

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[identity profile] url-girl.livejournal.com on February 15th, 2006 12:17 am (UTC)
ALKFLASDFLKASDFJLKASDJFLKA KITTY KATE OMG WHAT DID YOU DOOOOOO! COS BUT BUT-- THERE WAS DELICIOUS SIMON SNARKAGE AND ME ON A MOPED WITH MY PINK HELMET AND FAT KIDS WITH CAKE!!!!! :((((((((

Well, FINE. I'm saving my e-mailed notification and giggling in private. ;))
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[identity profile] lunachickk.livejournal.com on February 14th, 2006 05:51 am (UTC)
Also, I need to stalk like celery. Which is harder when you are on foot. If anyone sees a woman stealing a bike from a wee child to madly cycle after a car containing a not-blond-anymore-cos-he's-not-Justin-dammit head down Ventura Blvd., that would be, um, me.

OMG. I can totally picture that and I don't even know what you look like. *giggle*

Oh look, Simon's email address is at the end of that column. (Bad Lunie. Bad. Bad.)
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[identity profile] xocydcharisseox.livejournal.com on February 14th, 2006 01:03 pm (UTC)
"Oh look, Simon's email address is at the end of that column."

:coughdoooooiiitttcough: ehem... i would lmao! can you just imagine all the things to write!!?
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[identity profile] url-girl.livejournal.com on February 15th, 2006 12:21 am (UTC)
And thankfully neither does Randy.

Don't you just want to send him emails from "Gale" now, or is that just me? :P
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[identity profile] xocydcharisseox.livejournal.com on February 15th, 2006 01:13 pm (UTC)
"dear mr. simon flamenco.
plz break up with randy so he can be with me. kthx.
signed your luvas sekrit luva
Gale :D"

hehehehe... i wonder what his reaction would be...lol!!
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[identity profile] theleapingmuse.livejournal.com on February 14th, 2006 07:07 am (UTC)
What? Did that article say that Simon was trying out for American Idol?

*studies for quiz and types at the same time*
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[identity profile] url-girl.livejournal.com on February 15th, 2006 12:28 am (UTC)
His desire to get closer to Randy's theatre luv drove him to desperate measures alkdjfald.
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[identity profile] blue-eyedstar.livejournal.com on February 14th, 2006 10:57 am (UTC)
Randy in LA!
LA = Hollywood! *prays on my bare knees that Randy snags a role in a blockbuster movie*.

a girl can dream heh?

Randy's been quite a busy boy man lately, last week he was in Atlanta, now in LA, ... next week in the place where they shoot Deadwood *wink*
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[identity profile] url-girl.livejournal.com on February 15th, 2006 12:30 am (UTC)
Like Brian, I'm not above getting on my knees when the situation calls for it. *joins you*
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[identity profile] xocydcharisseox.livejournal.com on February 14th, 2006 01:07 pm (UTC)
Also, I need to stalk like celery. Which is harder when you are on foot. If anyone sees a woman stealing a bike from a wee child to madly cycle after a car containing a not-blond-anymore-cos-he's-not-Justin-dammit head down Ventura Blvd., that would be, um, me.

omg can i follow you on the wee childs friends bike?

hah.. damn.. i live like 2 hours away from NY and every time i go i never see him there.. i mean its not like theres a zillion people walking around on the streets of NY and its not like he would oh say.. hide from crazy fan!girls.. but i always look anyway...
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[identity profile] url-girl.livejournal.com on February 15th, 2006 12:33 am (UTC)
Dude, we'll team up on those kids. They'll never know what hit 'em!

I, um, do the same. And I don't even live on the SAME COAST AS HIM AFJLKASJ.
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[identity profile] lennongirl.livejournal.com on February 14th, 2006 03:34 pm (UTC)
Oh word, word, word! I feel the need to cap NOW.

And I also adore Lynn. Which is v. special, since I don't like Astin.

And GUHGUHGUH Jack!!!
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[identity profile] url-girl.livejournal.com on February 15th, 2006 12:36 am (UTC)
CAPS YAY! I really look forward to your Ep-In-Caps. :X

Same boat here. Love the character, but not to much on the actor. Makes me begrudgingly admit Astin is a good actor. And I hate that. ;)

BARE JACK SIDE OMG!!!
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[identity profile] teary-eyed2.livejournal.com on February 15th, 2006 01:13 am (UTC)
I'm not sure stalking as a vegetable will get you very far - you wouldn't even be conscious *smirk*
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[identity profile] url-girl.livejournal.com on February 15th, 2006 01:17 am (UTC)
But this is L.A. we're talking about. Land of vegetarians and smoothies. I'd totally blend in, man. :P
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