Let's Do This.

[ozmissage]

Stolen from alliecat8:

When you see this, quote LOST in your journal

“Taco night? I don’t do taco night!”

“The ditch had a gun?”

“Oh you guys have an inside joke. How absolutely wonderful for you both.”

“Dude, he’s Korean. I’m from Encino.”

“You still got my back?”

“Absolutely.”

Ahem. So I was going to post one final list today of my all-time favorite Lost moments, but then I decided to hold off on that particular list until season six is over. Ideally, this season is going to offer me just as many moments to love as the first five did so I want to be able to include them as well.

Ah, who am I kidding? The truth is I have the attention span of a hyperactive three-old who just ate an entire pack of Oreo’s today and I couldn’t sit still long enough to string words together into actual sense-making sentences. IT’S LOST DAY.OMG.

But also, the first thing.

In a failed attempt to distract myself I watched an episode of SPN since I haven’t watched one in about a week. I watched “On the Head of a Pin”, which I’m probably going to need to watch again now because it seemed like a big mission statement for the season kind of episode and I kept zoning out and trying to estimate how many tissues I’m going to need to get through the Lost premiere.

But my very brief, not particulary spoilery thoughts under the cut.

Sam Winchester I’d like you to meet Willow Rosenberg. Willow this is Sam, please talk some sense into him. And don’t forget to mention the flaying. And the world-ending.

On the bright side I imagine Dean could deliver one hell of a yellow crayon breaking speech.

Seriously though, if Kripke is going to start taking pages out of the Whedon playbook (which no complaints there, if you’re going to copy someone it might as well be someone awesome) I wish he wouldn’t take the one page that makes me want to bash my head against the wall.

Can I has Lost now? Please?

Comments

[mollivanders.livejournal.com]

I keep laughing at work today because I'm obsessed with Lost. Fortunately, my work quality isn't suffering. Much. :o Not hitting 600 words an article today though...

Ah, who am I kidding? The truth is I have the attention span of a hyperactive three-old who just ate an entire pack of Oreo’s today and I couldn’t sit still long enough to string words together into actual sense-making sentences. IT’S LOST DAY.OMG.

REESES PIECES OMG LOST.

*tries to be mature, fails*

[ozmissage.livejournal.com]

This is no time for maturity. Or productivity.

This is a time for squeeing and/or flailing. I admire you for at least attempting to get work done.

I spent the day twirling in my desk chair and complaining about how the sun was still up. Stupid sun, go away. Need Lost.

I miss my brain.

[angela-weber.livejournal.com]

INSIDE JOKE! ABSOLUTELY! TACO NIGHT!

I am so stealing this. ;)

4 HOURS, OMG.

[ozmissage.livejournal.com]

Want Lost now! Seriously, my excitement is off the charts.

[elliotsmelliot.livejournal.com]

I love the Miles's Quotes.

Mmmm Oreos. Damn my cookie-less cupboards.

[ozmissage.livejournal.com]

I hope we get lots of Miles tonight. In fact my sanity may depend on it. ;)

[missy-useless.livejournal.com]

Taco night! And inside joke! Oh, I kind of miss the golden days.

[ozmissage.livejournal.com]

Taco night is like my favorite Lost quote ever. It's become my family's unofficial catchphrase because we're all a bunch of dorks. :)