+ Season 5 of Six Feet Under is interesting so far -- and by interesting, I mean "sucks". I've gotten through the first three episodes, and EVERY single plot going on is boring as fuck, and I hate pretty much all the characters, including the ones I used to adore (HI RUTH HI CLAIRE I AM TALKING TO YOU). The only characters saved from this hatred are basically Maya and, most of the time, David. I would quit the show, except I really want to get to the series finale and see how everyone dies, so. The rest of the season it is.
+ I should have put a note on the meme last night letting you all know that I am freakishly anal and indecisive, and so you might not want to hold your breath waiting for my response; it might take me a little while to figure my lists out.
+ Last night I went crazy taking screencaps for
liviapenn. Fifty some-odd pictures of Fraser in drag can be found
here; enjoy. I didn't bother to prune any of the ones out, so you can also see my elite capping skills in managing, in one scene, to get every single time Paul Gross blinks.
+ So I'm watching "Some Like It Red" last night while I'm doing that capping, and there's this whole exchange between Ray and Fraser:
RAY: Ah, this is crazy. I know I'm in a bind and I need some help but this is going too far.
FRASER: Well I'm sure if the situation were reversed you'd do exactly the same for me.
RAY: Not in a million years.
FRASER: Really?
RAY: I'd never be caught dead in drag.
Which I find incredibly hilarious, first because Fraser just blithely assumes this of Ray -- and then secondly, when you realize Ray TOTALLY WOULD OMG. He would bitch about it, sure, but he would totally do it, just as he ends up doing everything Fraser ever wants, EVER. (Also, that would make good fic. Heh.)
+ Fox, I will be online to watch Twitch City with you in just a little bit! And, dude, we can watch more than two episodes, if you really want. WHATEVER YOU WANT, MY DARLING CANADIAN ADDICT.