I. Fangirlsquee. 'Cause I definitely just got Seasons One and Two of Oz
in the mail. I definitely did.
You know, Oz
, the deeply meaningful (though werewolfless) HBO series? The one show bold enough to cover such impactful topics as shankings. Ass-brandings. Forced penis-suckings. And Adewale Akinnouye Agbaje's pectorals. Such dazzling things.
Aieee. Beecher/Keller was my first heart-wrench of an OTP; I broke my teeth on that shit. That terrible violent ache... It's still my most favoritest romantic storyline ever. Sorry, Whedon. Maybe if there'd been actual anal penetration on your shows, y'know? Ooh, and lock-downs and shankings.
II. Also. Shaun of the Dead
is still awesome. It's awesome at this very moment. So awesome, you all should probably see it. If you know what's good for you. *shakes fist*
Wait, here's a track from the soundtrack -- it blends dialogue (from my favorite part) with music from Grandmaster Flash and Melle Mel and it pretty much vibes for the movie. I'm using 'vibe' as an operative verb, there. White Lines (Don't Do It)
-- it's not electro, it's hip-hop. Snerk.
III. And um. That ficlet
I posted the other day? Here's the song that -- I refuse to say "inspired me" because it seems corny. Eh, fuck. Lions, by Tones on Tail.
IV. Uh. I have a crush on Cytherea. The person. Not the goddess. And if you know who she is, then you're vurry naughty.