Showing posts with label what the fu**. Show all posts
Showing posts with label what the fu**. Show all posts

Monday, November 19, 2007

ER: I'M DEPRESSED




Anybody else watching ER and wanting to throw themselves off a building? Don't get me wrong, I LOVE this show. I've been watching the show from the beginning, almost 14 years now. No, that can't be right, I'm old.



It's always been real life and gritty and crazy, but lately... Let's not go into Ray losing his legs and leaving the show. What the frak is that about? I loved Ray, and I loved Ray and Neela. And then Archie and Hope, a cute couple, got totally derailed when she went to some third world country to work at a mission or something. Didn't we already do this Doctors Without Borders thing already? Very well executed by the way last time. I miss Dr. Carter. Boo!




And then Sam is slutting it up. I mean, I like that she's dating, but way to fight for your son back. Of course, he turned out to be a real a**hole, so I don't know how much I'd want him back either. Especially if I was getting nice brown sugar and, uh, cop sugar.



So the real reason for this rant is Abby and Luka. They are so cute. But Luka had to go back to Croatia (so hot) for what seemed like forever, because his father got sick. He was gone for a damn long time, and didn't seem too sad about it when he was gone. Abby on the other hand lost her sh*t. She started drinking again. If my friend was an alcoholic and she came into a bar obviously lit, I don't know if I would leave without making sure she was alright, NEELA! What the hell???




And then the worst thing happened. Abby went home and did the nasty with Dr. Moretti. Seriously? Okay, so Stanley Tucci isn't that bad looking, and did ya see him without a shirt? Damn Stan. Haha. Get it. Anyway, like I was saying, Tucci, not so bad. But HELLO, she's married to Luka. Luka. Kovac. The hottest sexiest Croatian ever to walk the Earth. Seriously, I looked it up. I'm sorry, unless it was Jack Bauer himself, there is nothing that would make me cheat or Luka Kovac. Have you see him? Seriously. I would be able to sustain my abstinence with the knowledge that at some point in the near future he'd be doing me. Or, I'd just think about the dozens of times he did me in the past and nothing would get me to cheat on him, probably not even my Jack.

I thought Luka coming home would solve that, but he brought he stupid brother with him. Good move Luka. So Abby gets even more tense and starts drinking vodka out of the fridge. You'd think later, on Luka's first night back, she and him would get, er, close, and he'd smell the alcohol. I guess I just don't get it. I mean, I get the drinking to numb the pain, but I don't get cheating on Luka. And I don't get drinking when Luka is right there. Do you think I want the pain to be dulled when Luka's doing me. Wait, that didn't come out right. You know what I mean.

I want my old ER back. I don't mind explosive bullets and crazy people attacking people with chairs. Just make Luka and Abby not fall apart. Of course, if you want to show Tucci's naked torso again, I won't argue, just let it not be Abby who's seeing it. Tuc.

Friday, September 21, 2007

OUR PRESIDENT

Do we really have to ask this question?

Okay, I don't know if this really qualifies to be posted on here, but I had to tell somebody. Since I live in a van down by the river you guys are my only company. Somebody love me.

Anyway, I nearly lost it when I heard what Bush said about the very much alive Nelson Mandela. I'm just going to post the quote and you can talk amongst yourselves. Let's see how many Saturday Night Live quotes I can get into this post.

"I heard somebody say, 'Where's Mandela?' Well, Mandela's dead because Saddam Hussein killed all the Mandelas," said the President of the free world.

Friday, June 08, 2007

JERICHO


Even though I still haven't watched the season finale, had to mention that thank the Lords of Kobol, Jericho has been picked up for mid-season after being cancelled a few weeks back. Must have been all those death threats I sent to CBS. Or the fact that Jericho is one of the best shows on t.v. Seriously, it is. Hello, Skeet.

Thursday, August 31, 2006

I HAVE NO BLOG

I just had to vent my frustration with blogger right now. For some odd reason, I can not sign on. I'm sure this is confusing to you now, especially since you're currently reading one of my posts. Well, I created a whole new blog and called it "blah blah blah" and was able to sign in through that and then get into my blog that way. I am so smart. Really, I'm smart. Anyway, since it's the end of the day I don't know if I'm going to be able to keep this up for long, or write anything in the meantime. I had some great things to say too. Please know that I love you all and am trying my hardest (with no help from anyone in blogger support) to figure out what the heck is wrong with the site. Meanwhile, here's this to make you feel better, for now. It sure did me.