Random spammy stuff
May. 17th, 2004 01:41 amI watched a couple of episodes of The Sark and Lauren Spy Hour Alias with
connorbeast and was wondering about the Lauren hate I've stumbled across in various places: why do people seem to hate her? She's fabulous! Admittedly this is based on very few episodes...
CB and I agreed that Sark is probably going to end up working for the CIA as the snarky reluctant ally, and Syd and Vaughn will say something dumb and he'll be like "this is the team that foiled my every move? I am deeply shamed" (TM Spike) and in the series finale Syd will emotionally confess her love as he's about to set off the bomb that will take out the Covenant, and he'll say "no you don't, but thanks for saying it." And she'll run out. And Sark will say "hey, Vaughn, mind this nice shiny ticking countdown machine for a minute" and run off to have a wild threesome with Syd and Lauren.
To completely change the subject, a gorgeous, twisted poem:
It all began so easy
With bricks upon the floor
Building motley houses
And knocking down your houses
And always building more.
The doll was called Christina,
Her under-wear was lace,
She smiled while you dressed her
And when you then undressed her
She kept a smiling face.
Until the day she tumbled
And broke herself in two
And her legs and arms were hollow
And her yellow head was hollow
Behind her eyes of blue.
He went to bed with a lady
Somewhere seen before,
He heard the name Christina
And suddenly saw Christina
Dead on the nursery floor.
Louis Macneice
(ETA: that poem's been in my head all day, and I've just worked out it's because I've been thinking about Warren. Christina/Katrina... *is a poetry geek*)
CB and I agreed that Sark is probably going to end up working for the CIA as the snarky reluctant ally, and Syd and Vaughn will say something dumb and he'll be like "this is the team that foiled my every move? I am deeply shamed" (TM Spike) and in the series finale Syd will emotionally confess her love as he's about to set off the bomb that will take out the Covenant, and he'll say "no you don't, but thanks for saying it." And she'll run out. And Sark will say "hey, Vaughn, mind this nice shiny ticking countdown machine for a minute" and run off to have a wild threesome with Syd and Lauren.
To completely change the subject, a gorgeous, twisted poem:
It all began so easy
With bricks upon the floor
Building motley houses
And knocking down your houses
And always building more.
The doll was called Christina,
Her under-wear was lace,
She smiled while you dressed her
And when you then undressed her
She kept a smiling face.
Until the day she tumbled
And broke herself in two
And her legs and arms were hollow
And her yellow head was hollow
Behind her eyes of blue.
He went to bed with a lady
Somewhere seen before,
He heard the name Christina
And suddenly saw Christina
Dead on the nursery floor.
Louis Macneice
(ETA: that poem's been in my head all day, and I've just worked out it's because I've been thinking about Warren. Christina/Katrina... *is a poetry geek*)