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From Twitter 10-07-2009
Oct. 8th, 2009 03:00 am- 20:07:18: Really, honestly, gonna try to add to Electric Slide tonight. Just got to figure out which scene to use.
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Oct. 8th, 2009
Wednesday Blog of Awesome-Light! Tunnel!
Oct. 8th, 2009 07:54 pmThe lamest part about posting it today? I actually got it done last night. Early. I'm a winner!
But there's something to be said for a show that's happily sincere in being about sincere people enjoying something sincerely.
Which is my way of saying that I've started watching "Glee". We've watched the first two episodes, and it's lovely. I like that Mr. Shue wants to be the Glee club leader, and I like that the kids in the club want to be there. I was expecting a "Mighty Ducks" thing, where Mr. Shue is getting punished for something by having to take over Glee.
I even like the relationship between Terri and Will; not because I know it'll end in epic terribleness, but because it's perfect because it's fucked up. It's the perfect example of what happens when you fall in love in high school and forget to realize that people will change. It doesn't always happen, but it happens enough.
Oh, god, and JANE LYNCH, BITCHES. JANE LYNCH.
Which is my way of saying that I've started watching "Glee". We've watched the first two episodes, and it's lovely. I like that Mr. Shue wants to be the Glee club leader, and I like that the kids in the club want to be there. I was expecting a "Mighty Ducks" thing, where Mr. Shue is getting punished for something by having to take over Glee.
I even like the relationship between Terri and Will; not because I know it'll end in epic terribleness, but because it's perfect because it's fucked up. It's the perfect example of what happens when you fall in love in high school and forget to realize that people will change. It doesn't always happen, but it happens enough.
Oh, god, and JANE LYNCH, BITCHES. JANE LYNCH.
