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I can't help having the IMDB brain, but I didn't even need it tonight.

I've been trying to get through the first season of Supernatural a little faster because I can't keep ivy03's set forever and I've nearly had it that long already. I've already pegged the odd character actor who I'm sure has haunted the backdrops of many a show. I've wept for the misuse of the fabulous Callum Keith Rennie (oh yeah, it was worse than his misuse on Smallville, though at least it was better--in both shows--than what Smallville did to poor Helo). Just yesterday, I recognized the name in the credits and put it to the face of the kid now playing West over on Heroes. Normally, this shit bothers me only to the extent that I never learn the character's name and I just call them whatever I know them as better.

So, I'm watching an episode before going out to celebrate my roommie's b-day, and suddenly I see Rita! Or, I guess more people know her as Darla. I don't. I never watched Angel and she wasn't on Buffy nearly enough to count. But I have watched a lot of Dexter, so she was Rita for the whole episode. Which made it fairly hilarious because ( Do I even need a spoiler for such an old episode? I DO NOT KNOW YOUR STRANGE FANDOM PROTOCOL )

Oh man, though, Rita, Rita, Rita. Just as I was trying to learn to let go, and to not refresh the TWoP boards for Dexter every two seconds when I'm bored at work. She shows up and now I HAVE TO HAVE MORE DEXTER. AHHHHHHHH!!!!!

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In related news to my "Hey, it's that guy!" post, viridian and I have discovered something astonishing:

For once in our lives, she wants to dooooooooooo someone and I like them but merely find them interesting. That person: Callum Keith Rennie. It's amazing. Those of you who listened to my rant about who'd I'd fuck on Battlestar Galactica are aware of how truly mind-breakingly odd this is. Hell, I'd have sex with Daddy Adama, but Leoben doesn't do it for me beyond the loving I give his brain (especially when he's got that touch of gray in the end shot of second season--yum!). It's truly a frightening thought that I am the less shallow of the two of us over anything.

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Last night's Smallville WAS HORRENDOUS. I might link to my Pink Raygun review later, but I wrote it at 5 am off a hangover, so I don't relish that re-read. If they even put it up. Methinks I was a tad unfair towards a certain squirrely girly. Anyway, at least viridian was awake at the time to commiserate. It lead to interesting thought processes (the kind you can only get at 5 in the morning):

Me: I wrote like thirteen essays on why I hated Lana
viridian: Kristin Kreuk looked SO FUCKING HAPPY to not be playing out the zomg I ARE EVIL scenes
Me: Everything she did, I was like "SHUT UP YOU PRETENDED TO BE DEAD."
viridian: if it got me off this show i would pretend to be dead, too
Me: Seriously, she told Clark he didn't know women. No, of course not COCK TICKLER. How could he? He's been trying to study YOU as a model.
viridian: also wtfever: I don't think pretending to be dead would've gone over as a zomg major crime in this universe...I mean, I guess maybe stealing the ten million dollars, but ONLY LEX knew that
Me: Congratulations, Lana! You're a twat! "Hey, remember when you thought I was dead!? And you cried? SURPRISE! I CAN HAS LIFE NOW!"
Me: I am writing my next review all in LOLCatz speak
Me: because that's what this show does to my brain I IS SUPERMANS? OH NOES
viridian: Oh god
viridian: let's not make up I CAN HAZ POWERZ
viridian: OH HAI I UPGRADED YR CHLOE

I lost my shit at that last part. Poor Chloe. At this point, I'd encourage the actress either to walk off and just let Chloe be an invisible dumping ground (much like Oliver Queen is now the invisible intel guy) because there's no reason she should take this this to the face after seven years of being on this show. God.