Fuck this shit. I'm now on a mission. I want those fucking Terriers DVDs. Ima go to Whedonesque and plead my case.
BUT THIS IS THE LAST TIME.
And we're in a recession so no Variety ads.
I may need some cute icons, though.
This is so seriously irritating. This was the last show I liked. Except, you know, Nikita. Which you should all be watching and purchasing on DVD because those residuals contribute to my household income.
I want those fucking Terriers DVDs. Ima go to Whedonesque and plead my case.
I will support you in email.
Hell, I'll even support you there. Which would mean actually signing up, likely. I don't sign up for things lightly. I just really want to buy these dvds and have them be mine, Mine, MINE.
I need commentary. Sure, I can call Tim and say, "hey, I'm watching this scene, can you comment?"
And he can say, "Um, there was a thing with a thing, and I'm wearing pants."
But still.
The question is, can I still raise an army? And is TerriersDVD.com an available URL?
I'm with you, Allyson. As long as I don't have to sign up anywhere weird. But I'll write passionate and reasoned emails, I will. You know I will.
TerriersDVD is taken. Fuckers.
And I'm fangurl tweeting with Donal Logue.
Squeeeeee!!!
I'm totally supporting you on Twitter!
Strega has unleashed a Twitter monster.
This would have been very useful during Save Firefly, you know.
Vortex for the win. This was easier when Kristen was bored and followed me into the insanity. She's watching true crime with the dog.
Aw. Cash also just got the Donal love.
Okay. Have a latte. Writing up my list of demand.