Lessons The Amazing Race has taught me
Okay, first of all? I have a final in less than 2 hours and considering what happened at the midterm (yeah, forgot we were having it and wound up studying for about 10 minutes before class started), I'm a little nervous. In a good way, probably. I'm also a little sick. Not in a good way. Summer colds are the fucking worst.
No! Not the clowns! But I loved them. And you made them go away, Reichen and Chip, you Ugly American Jerkfaces on whom I no longer have a crush, especially you, Chip. Thus, I have learned that Pretty Boys springing out of pools in
Speedos are sometimes just that. And grown men who walk around airports in red clown noses are sometimes, in the end, exactly what you've been searching for all along. Or something. I'm saying I wish I hadn't taken the clown boys for granted cause I think I'm really going to miss them.
Reichen and Chip? I'm over you. You don't deserve to win.
Team Who cracks my shit up. "Get her on the board, dude." "I'm tryin', Bro." Except they don't do it intentionally, which is a point against them.
Kelly and Jon may put the fun in dysfunctional, but I've grown accustomed to their immature namecalling and pouty obstinacy. I think they're just that couple who seems really mean to each other, but understands that it's just the way they communicate and inevitably, doesn't mean it like *that*. I'm saying they get each other. I like them. And they've had a good race, which is why they're the couple I'm rooting for.
Actually, I'm just looking forward to the final race to the mat so I can see my clowns again.
Here's how petty I am - when they got to the mat in Australia, I thought that woman standing next to Phil was his wife (since they're in Australia and everything - I don't know, just humor me) and I was all ready to be like, "she's not *that* pretty". I'm such a bitch. I apologize to Phil's real wife for even thinking that.
Oh yeah, what I've learned - a person should not go through life without ever hearing Neil Diamond's "Brother Love's Traveling Salvation Show". It's just wrong. I really hope hey_miss_missy takes that to heart.
Lastly, every season of Smallville should have its own drink. Season 1 was the Lextini. Season 2... well, let's just say the lack of an official Season 2 drink may have contributed to certain unsatisfactory aspects of that particular season. Hence, the ladies of TARChat give you Lex on the Beach. The official fangirl drink of Season 3. We're still deciding on the official recipe, but we have decreed that to be a true Lex on the Beach, one must consume it as a body shot.
All right, I think that's it.
No! Not the clowns! But I loved them. And you made them go away, Reichen and Chip, you Ugly American Jerkfaces on whom I no longer have a crush, especially you, Chip. Thus, I have learned that Pretty Boys springing out of pools in
Speedos are sometimes just that. And grown men who walk around airports in red clown noses are sometimes, in the end, exactly what you've been searching for all along. Or something. I'm saying I wish I hadn't taken the clown boys for granted cause I think I'm really going to miss them.
Reichen and Chip? I'm over you. You don't deserve to win.
Team Who cracks my shit up. "Get her on the board, dude." "I'm tryin', Bro." Except they don't do it intentionally, which is a point against them.
Kelly and Jon may put the fun in dysfunctional, but I've grown accustomed to their immature namecalling and pouty obstinacy. I think they're just that couple who seems really mean to each other, but understands that it's just the way they communicate and inevitably, doesn't mean it like *that*. I'm saying they get each other. I like them. And they've had a good race, which is why they're the couple I'm rooting for.
Actually, I'm just looking forward to the final race to the mat so I can see my clowns again.
Here's how petty I am - when they got to the mat in Australia, I thought that woman standing next to Phil was his wife (since they're in Australia and everything - I don't know, just humor me) and I was all ready to be like, "she's not *that* pretty". I'm such a bitch. I apologize to Phil's real wife for even thinking that.
Oh yeah, what I've learned - a person should not go through life without ever hearing Neil Diamond's "Brother Love's Traveling Salvation Show". It's just wrong. I really hope hey_miss_missy takes that to heart.
Lastly, every season of Smallville should have its own drink. Season 1 was the Lextini. Season 2... well, let's just say the lack of an official Season 2 drink may have contributed to certain unsatisfactory aspects of that particular season. Hence, the ladies of TARChat give you Lex on the Beach. The official fangirl drink of Season 3. We're still deciding on the official recipe, but we have decreed that to be a true Lex on the Beach, one must consume it as a body shot.
All right, I think that's it.