Quit playing games with my heart~, Lost

So I passed out last night, and with good reason considering what I've been doing to my schedule lately. After this entry, I'm going to nap and then do what I was supposed to do yesterday. May or may not be back tonight. Moving along...

I can't believe they are making a drink based on TruBlood. I am so buying that.

Speaking of things I can't believe, the random hints or troll-tricks the Lost creators have been tossing our way. Everything from Dominic (Charlie) from flashing "Am I alive?" on his hand to Comi-Con attendees to the newest promo for the final season. So much Locke focus. Here's hoping.

... The Batman ad on the side of my journal is really beginning to creep me out as I write this. I don't like when Batman breathes deeply at me...

I need a new serious show to analyze and write deep essay/ranty thoughts on and get wanked on for it. Nobody ever cares about politics.

I read spoilers for The Orphan (since that's what I always do with horror movies before I watch them so I know what I'm getting into) and now I actually want to see it. It sounds campy and ridiculous.

But before I go, random quote from my beloved Celibritology chats on WaPo.

"Anonymous: If I send you a picture I have that I think is of Robert Pattison swimming nude -- can you verify ?

Liz Kelly: Umm... I'm not sure I can verify, but I will do my duty and take a look. Please include the circumstances of how you obtained said photograph."

I love Liz.

"I want you to want me..............."

Oooh I wake up from my too-long nap to notice the Anon Meme is back. Insert grr snarl obsessive compulsive need to be told by random people what they think or you and otherwise wank-bait. But hey, people perpetuate it because apparently having an unnamed person heap "sage advice"/love on you should mean something. I like the people who troll these things to "anonymously" make each other giggle though.

/end rant.

Actually, I have a link to sum up the mentality of these things. Bloo fits so well.