Stats was surprisingly good today; the professor gave us all two bags of fun-size M&M's as part of this activity we did, and I only have two sections worth of homework to do this weekend because we weren't... parody of the show. My favorite thing about it is that they made Liz Lemon an actual lemon with Tina Fey glasses. It's hilarious. The Office is going to be AWESOME tonight, in more ways than one

The best part of the Sports Night tenth anniversary boxed set first season gag reel is the series of inexplicable shots of a shirtless Peter Krause clad in leopard-print spandex pants and a furry blue set of cat ears. The worst part is wishing I could watch the whole series without knowing Studio 60 ever existed.

Title: My New York Renaissance Author: Krilymcc Fandom(s): Sports Night (Gossip Girl, How I Met your Mother, Studio 60, Battlestar Galactica) Summary: Four Crossovers that have nothing in common other...you said, it was another lifetime ago.” Lee picked up a menu that was stuck between the napkin holders. “You want to eat something? I’m starving.” “Yeah. Yeah, food sounds good.” Dan smiled.

I need to stop reading Sports Night stuff because I have lesbian readings (for history of sexuality, it's not like there's an exam you have to pass or something) and a women's history midterm to study for and whyyyyyyyyy did I choose this time to fall into the black hole of a new fandom? Whyyyyyyyyyyyyy?

I bought the entire series of Sports Night on a whim Friday*, and have just whizzed through disc 1. Oh. My. Lord. Now, when I say whim, I mean whim . I've seen maybe half a dozen Youtube clips since...60 again even if I was being paid to do so. Hence, what a bargain! And yes, I do offer my rationalization services out for a fee that you may find quite reasonable once you've thought it over.

This somewhat cracky fic is for kmousie , who is one of the most thoughtful people I have ever had the pleasure of meeting in fandom, and who I adore to bits. Happy birthday, darling, and I hope... it was Charlie who had the first--and maybe the last--word. He turned to his dad, and said, in a tone of extreme satisfaction, "Just for the record, Dad, I so totally get to be the best man."

I think that instead of doing the work I desparately need to in order to pass my classes, I'm going to ramble on about TV for a while! Great. Let's talk about all the shows I have started watching a good...of adorable as Clark Kent! And sometimes they banter! That's it. I don't really watch this show for anything else, just generally...the banter. I ADMIT IT. What has happened to my life, you guys.

This week's episode of The Office was HILARIOUS. I don't think I've ever laughed as much I did watching Dwight giving birth to a watermelon. The montage of Michael with the babies was frakking adorable...homework done tonight so I can hang out with them. I'm in the process of typing up the outline of my speech (I finished the notecards yesterday), but I'm getting distracted by Sports Night . AGAIN.

It's no secret that I have a love/hate relationship with Aaron Sorkin's television shows. The West Wing was the first television show that I really obsessed over, and it got me really excited about politics...the show running, but I'm not a fan. It's sad, really. I kinda want to get the DVDs, even though I only like the first half of the first season. I can't pass up cast commentaries and blooper reels

I spent the first half of the debate on the computer putting some more Death Cab For Cutie music on my iPod, so I wasn't really paying attention to it. Not that it mattered; Obama pretty much one this...on. Because I really don't want to do my homework, even if it is really important and due this Tuesday. I don't care. Hey, there's a new episode of The Office tonight! Pamcakes, you better be there