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So we were out today killing time before Japanese class (after I found my car... which is an entirely different story. I accidentally forgot that I left it parked in a tow-away zone for 4 days. But it was still there once I remembered where I left it! Which was a great relief.) Anyway, back to the story - so we were out and I decided to buy Dead Poet's Society (Special Edition, yay!) on DVD. Because I decided I simply could not go another minute without owning it.
I still haven't figured out how I managed to not see this movie until last summer. Obviously, I'd heard of it before then, but somehow the fates conspired that I not actually manage to see it. And if my girlfriend keeps insulting it, I shall have to smite her...
But I watched it tonight and decided I liked it just as much as the first time around, though it definitely adds an interesting touch now that I have seen House, and thus watching Robert Sean Leanard has entirely different connotations (though I much prefer him at his current age than as an awkward 20-year-old, in general).
On to the point! (Yes, I had one, damnit!) There needs to be House fic about Wilson's secret poetic side. Needs to be. And that is all I have to say about that.
In other news, I need to download tonight's episode of House so I can watch it. Immediately if not sooner.
Oh, and not only is DPS itself slashy beyond belief, in one of the interview things Ethan Hawke kept referring to RSL as Bobby and I nearly could not contain my squee at the adorableness.
And on that note: I desperately need to go take a shower and go to sleep. So, g'night all.
I still haven't figured out how I managed to not see this movie until last summer. Obviously, I'd heard of it before then, but somehow the fates conspired that I not actually manage to see it. And if my girlfriend keeps insulting it, I shall have to smite her...
But I watched it tonight and decided I liked it just as much as the first time around, though it definitely adds an interesting touch now that I have seen House, and thus watching Robert Sean Leanard has entirely different connotations (though I much prefer him at his current age than as an awkward 20-year-old, in general).
On to the point! (Yes, I had one, damnit!) There needs to be House fic about Wilson's secret poetic side. Needs to be. And that is all I have to say about that.
In other news, I need to download tonight's episode of House so I can watch it. Immediately if not sooner.
Oh, and not only is DPS itself slashy beyond belief, in one of the interview things Ethan Hawke kept referring to RSL as Bobby and I nearly could not contain my squee at the adorableness.
And on that note: I desperately need to go take a shower and go to sleep. So, g'night all.
