First off, how did your Superbowl commercial watching go Sunday night? I particularly enjoyed the Heroes commercials (Sylar lip-synching YAY! Surely Heroes: The Bollywood Musical is just around the corner?), the movie trailers, and the one with the dancing lizards.
(Did anyone else find the Steelers’ last touchdown (a guy falling on his face into the out-of-bounds area) incredibly lame compared to the Cardinals’ last touchdown (where the-guy-with-the-dreadlocks outran three HUGE guys and hauled ass into the end zone?) Is this just me wanting desperately to root for the underdog? I only take interest in sports during the last three minutes of the Superbowl, be kind, ladies. I know the Steelers are a ‘better’ team and have the youngest quarterback and are the first team to ever win six superbowls ever, but I wanted the Cardinals to win, damnit! Of course, by the time you’ll all be reading this, I won’t care anymore about the game. )
Also, you should ALL go and watch the PETA commercial that was dubbed ‘too hot’ to air during the Superbowl. I laughed for a good ten straight minutes after watching it online. GO VEGETARIANS! *punches the air* (Definitely NWS, though, guys. It’s VERY racy.)
Did I mention that I got FIVE POINTS for Team Anarchy for my fic in Round 1? *punches the air* But we lost! Waaaaah!
Oh, yeah, you’re all here for WAZT, aren’t you? Bear in mind that this spring I’ll be keeping Shakespeare, Doctor Who specials, the last Lost season, and now Heroes V4 to keep straight in my head. I may snap before May, girls.
( Spoilers for V4 premiere of Heroes, teeny tiny spoilers for Lost S5 )
P.S. Today I was VERY tired, having been on the way to getting that nasty cold that's going around, and the itchy throat thing keeps me up at night. I took naps during my breaks. One guy poked me twice, another actually smacked my ass! I smacked him back, very hard, on his ass after yelling at him very loudly and chasing him a bit, and felt like Annie from the British LoM for several good minutes. It's kinda ... flattering in an awkward kind of way. If only That-Guy (not the one who poked me or slapped me, the one I have a crush on) would try and get me to chase him. He doesn't seem the chasing type. *sigh* The guy who poked me (HARD) I hit on the head with a broom. Many, many people laughed very, very hard after seeing me charge in yelling 'rarrrr!' and brandishing that broom. The afternoon was good for me, but the morning was not.
P.P.S. I ordered Repo! The Genetic Opera, both the DVD AND the soundtrack, via amazon! I got free shipping! YAY!