white allies is unintentionally hilarious

  A little trivia about yours truly. I can tell you most of the important exes and their birthdays. I can probably even tell you when they became exes, and definitely why. They're not my exes, they belong to friends. But when friends found someone and married them [or just settled down nice and neat because the state hasn't realized equal means equal and you can't be other and still equal...] I could only tell you the perma-love's birthday month. I could guess the date and give you a ballpark, and be right but I couldn't give you the exact date. It's a little freaky. I realized that this morning because I saw the date and thought, "Tori tomorrow! The albino's birthday. Blergh." Oh, and I have to send a very, very belated birthday card today, and I still couldn't give you an exact date on his birthday either. Oi.


  Now. Onto the day's festivities. In the name makes me giggle, even if the forces behind the creation of it do not category, we have: foc_u Born of the idiotic thought that until the great and mighty internet, the only people to read/write/enjoy Sci-Fi [shut it, geeks, I'm making a point!]/Fantasy were white. To which my brain still refuses to wrap itself around that theory in any way, shape, or form.

   I try. I try to sit down and read these things to fully understand the subtle nuances of stupid, or understand where someone would come from with various statements that are, at best, a misguided attempt to say, "yay! the pale was freaking me out and now we've got some color going on in the genre" because...

What.
The.
Fuzzy?

  In genres where people can be green and no one bats an eye, you're telling me the idea that someone not set to their idea of "default" being white or fake!tan orange is just... a new thought? Really? So, all the kids reading Harry Potter. They're all white? Not even everyone in HP is white. Comic books? Fairies? Elves? Genre TV? The big vampire explosion? I'm lookin' at you, Twilight... SERIOUSLY. You're making my brain hurt.

  While my brain continues its refusal to understand this stupidity, I have to time travel and tell my friends that all those times we thought, "What would the X-Men do..." or pondered the fate of any vampire, fantasy, or vaguely sci-fi thing, yeah, well, it wasn't allowed to happen because the internet didn't exist in such a widespread fashion and some of them would not count until it did.

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...is it possible to overdose on television? Because I really think I have. I spent most of the last... ten hours [holy shit!] catching up on Gossip Girl. Yeah. I think, if I were to nap, I would dream in XOXOs.

It's weird. For a show that I love so much it can be fantastically, so wildly uneven, even within the same episode. Very strange. It's a shame they never did figure out what to do with Vanessa. Or Nate, really. Why the need to burn through arcs like there's no tomorrow? Yes, I'm fully on the Chuck/Blair train, but I don't mind a stop in Nate/Blair-ville, especially since I've actually grown to really like Nate. More impressive when you realize the poor guy doesn't really get all that much to do, even in episodes that are about him.

Weirdly enough, as my love for Nate grows, my ability to think Penn [Dan] is cute shrinks. Why do you mess with my head, GG? Why?!

So. I await tonight's finale. In the meantime, I'll be bumbling around dreamwidth just to see what. the. fuzzy.