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Nov. 22nd, 2006 01:15 pmAfter 20 minutes of utter frustration at the post office this morning, I return highly amused by a most appropriate ( Egyptian Zodiac response given how my day's been going so far: )
I've decided today is guilty pleasures day and so I'll share one of mine with you. There's this one episode of Little House on the Prairie, ok actually a made for tv movie for the series, wherein the one character I actually liked on the show, Albert, comes down with a terminal disease and presumably succumbs to it shortly after the credits roll. Yeah, I know, I'm a total black widow when it comes to the characters I get attached to. If I like them, they're doomed. Which does make me fear for Severus. If he were a character in the movie Feast his life expectancy would probably read: "Ellie loves him...he's fucked."
Anyway, they were playing the show last night, which I discovered quite by accident, and I recorded it. That show and the movies "The English Patient" and "Dark Victory" are my "Break Glass in Case of Emergency Sob-Fest Flicks". If I need to cry my eyes out they're all guaranteed to do it for me. I have this thing about dying with dignity, you see.
Of course it doesn't hurt that I also had a raging crush on Albert Ingalls while growing up.
Got a guilty pleasure of your own? Share it in the comments.
I've decided today is guilty pleasures day and so I'll share one of mine with you. There's this one episode of Little House on the Prairie, ok actually a made for tv movie for the series, wherein the one character I actually liked on the show, Albert, comes down with a terminal disease and presumably succumbs to it shortly after the credits roll. Yeah, I know, I'm a total black widow when it comes to the characters I get attached to. If I like them, they're doomed. Which does make me fear for Severus. If he were a character in the movie Feast his life expectancy would probably read: "Ellie loves him...he's fucked."
Anyway, they were playing the show last night, which I discovered quite by accident, and I recorded it. That show and the movies "The English Patient" and "Dark Victory" are my "Break Glass in Case of Emergency Sob-Fest Flicks". If I need to cry my eyes out they're all guaranteed to do it for me. I have this thing about dying with dignity, you see.
Of course it doesn't hurt that I also had a raging crush on Albert Ingalls while growing up.
Got a guilty pleasure of your own? Share it in the comments.
