reblog if the first musical you ever listened to was not hamilton
Tag: whoops tag essay
Watching Z makes me want to dig out the autobiography I have on Zelda and all the other material on the popular writers, artists, and other figures of the Lost Generation.
I’m pretty sure if I was forced to make a list of OTPs Luke/Lorelai would be near the top of that list.
No interesting dramas to begin airing until January, it seems.
Which is fine by me, because Bubblegum still has halfway to go and I’ve got Six Flying Dragons to tide me over until Spring. But I vaguely thought there’d be more better premieres this season and… I dunno… I’m not moved by anything, really.
Or maybe I just have blinders on because I’m watching two really excellent shows that make me extremely happy and satisfied, so I don’t need anything else right now.
Note to self: wait out drama slumps. It’ll be worth it.
Someone getting all het up in the D-Day comments about my girl Ddol-mi’s “physical abuse” and I’m like “psht plz – but dudes can wrist grab all they want?”
She’s an adorable gnat and I lub her, high-kicks and finger-pokes and all.
The Obsessive Dilettante 