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bossymarmalade) wrote2004-03-24 01:12 pm
bossymarmalade) wrote2004-03-24 01:12 pm
yes, that sequence of words i said made perfect sense
The OC recap this week will be exceedingly shitty for two reasons:
1) I think I'm coming down with bird flu or monkey pox, because I was so tired when I watched this episode I didn't even take down notes. So we're relying entirely on my shoddy memory here.
2) Edison is filming across the street, and although they have the entire store blocked off (curses!), I still keep staring out the window hoping to catch a glimpse of La Timberlake. Really, after this? I'm just gonna accept that it's not meant to be. *g*
The Dirty Mermaid Inn. Ryan marches towards the motel office while Seth bounds around him like a puppy dog, wanting to know the etiquitte when it comes to having sex and leaving watches on; Ryan, it seems, lost his watch up in Theresa's room and is wanting to collect it. He deflects Seth's questions with a fond irritation that makes me very very happy, and they go into the office and get his watch from the old dude working the counter there. Old Dude says that Theresa was very pretty and asks nosily if she was Ryan's girlfriend, which covers Ryan in confusion because as discussed before, he is the Worst Bad Boy in the World. If he were a proper Chino punk, he would've lied or laughed in the old man's face or spat on the counter or something. Instead, he and Seth make the same round-eyed face and the Old Dude babbles something. They take the watch and leave.
Seth sees this as a good thing; Ryan is now single, and this is a good thing. It means that he can start a new era, the angst-free era of Ryan Atwood. Ryan is clearly amused but willing to give it a go, at least for a couple of weeks. Then they get to the car and notice Lurtz backing out of a room. They express confusion. Then Julie Cooper leans out of the room and licks her way into Luke's vocal chords; Seth and Ryan actually *duck down* behind the jeep, scrabble around, and end up piled on each other watching their friend get down with Julie Cooper. So much for angst-free Ryan!
Poolhouse. The boys sit facing each other, stunned by what they've just witnessed. Although, Seth points out, it's hardly as if he doesn't understand, because hello, *Julie Cooper*. But yes, it would be BAD if Marissa found out, they both agree on that. Seth also agrees that it's Ryan's job to tell Luke to stop, and Ryan is perplexed as to how this became his responsibility. He is the brawn, Seth says. Seth is the brain. Ryan accepts this with poor spirit.
Meanwhile, Jimmy shows up in the kitchen to tell Sandy and Kirsten that they have no money left for the restaurant. They should make a trip to Stars Hollow and ask Luke for money, because I hear he's good at giving loans to entrepreneurs in need. Sandy seems strangely uninterested in their financial woes, and really, I find it odd that Sandy left the business end so entirely in Jimmy Cooper's hands. Jimmy Cooper, who used his clients' money to pay for his own expenses. Maybe not the brightest move you coulda made, Sandy. They dither about where they're going to get more money; Kirsten offers to lend them some, which they shoot down, and then she suggests Julie Cooper as their new decorator. Jimmy is aghast, but distracted by a letter from Hailey which claims that she has a job in Turks-Caicos as an aerobics instructor. Um, sure.
The children might have gone to school at this point, I'm not really sure. Whatever. All that would have happened there anyway is Ryan and Marissa bumping into each other and becoming the most awkward creatures on earth for as long as they're in the shot together. How is Marissa so incapable of making conversation? All she does is widen her eyes frighteningly under those ugly bangs with a rictus grin frozen on her face. I've seen Day of the Dead masks with more engaging expressions.
Oh, wait! I think they must have gone to school, because Ryan finds Luke playing pool and tells him he's got to break it off with Julie Cooper. Luke is so sad. So sad! Why is Ryan doing this to him? All he wants is a little LOVE. And some manflesh.
Anyhow, Summer and Marissa walk on the beach. Summer tries to convince Marissa that going without a boyfriend for 2.4 seconds might be a good and healthy thing for her; Madame Bones looks pained and uncomprehending. But then they happen upon Colin Hanks, who looks…really awful. If I were Adam Brody, I'd be insulted that they chose this guy to spoof me. His hair is lank and horrible and, ugh, he's just gross. However, Summer is thrilled to meet one of the stars of "The Valley" and makes a volley of self-referential jokes, the result of which is that Colin Hanks invites them all to a party in LA.
The girls relay this information to the boys, who in turn gear up to ask the parentals if they can go to the party. Seth starts off by telling Sandy and Kirsten how attractive they look, which, really -- if he's the brains of the outfit, they're doomed to failure -- and is shot down. Sandy doesn't want them traipsing off to LA on their own. Kirsten wants Colin Hanks' autograph. Ryan steps up and lays out the points of the trip, all the ways in which they promise to be responsible, right down to what time they'll get back. Seth breaks down and begs his father to let them go, because the idea of Summer alone and easily seducible by a big-shot Hollywood version of himself is too much to bear. This seems to work, and Sandy makes them promise to call when they get there.
Julie Cooper agrees to decorate The Zodiac, because it'll look good on her portfolio even if it's not a paying job. Julie Cooper has a portfolio? Jimmy looks pained and they approach the subject of funding; it is decided that the best person to ask for financial backing is Caleb. Thence follows a scene where Sandy takes Caleb out for lunch and asks him for money, which I didn't really pay attention to and so can't really tell you about, sorry folks. Just imagine Sandy looking pained and earnest and pissed off, and Caleb looking…well, actually, I don't really need to describe it, because Caleb *always* looks smug. They secure his backing, at any rate, and plan to put on a dinner party for other potential investors/customers at Casa Del Cohen.
Something happens here I don't remember, but basically it's the Bones of Wrath and Ryan being awkward. They mutually decide (meaning, Marissa says it so for once she listens) that they need time apart because they don't know how the fuck to act like normal people when they're together and not allowed to chew on each other's faces. Ryan agrees. Although later, he changes his mind -- how can Luke break up with Julie Cooper if Marissa's hanging around? -- and goes to convince her to come to LA.
Marissa opens the door, and she's on the phone. She is wearing -- okay, she is wearing a baggy red top that scoops down over one shoulder. Criss-crossing that is a STRIP OF MULTICOLOURED LEATHER HEARTS. I…what the FUCK? Who the hell dresses this girl? Who puts on that kind of thing WILLINGLY?!?
At any rate, she's pissed to see Ryan and has the NERVE to lecture him for coming to see her when they agreed to spend time apart. Which, HELLO! Girl, Ryan told you six billion times that he needed time, and you'd always be scuttling over to the poolhouse first chance you got? You need to shut up and roll on out, bitch.
But instead, Ryan manages through the power of Really Earnest-Looking Babbling to convince her that they can go together and not be *together*. I curse him with my dying breath.
Night of the party. Things are hopping at the Cohen house; food, drink, everything is being set up. Caleb takes the opportunity to insult the food prep and demands to know what's being made; Sandy tells him that it's mama Cohen's meatloaf and Caleb pops a vein. He wants somebody to call the fuckin' *Crab Shack* and get them to deliver. Yeah, because nothing says class like CRAB SHACK. This is where Jimmy and Sandy draw the line; they want their restaurant to be Fun, and with Caleb injecting his shirt-starch into it that hope is gone (gone!). The meatloaf stays on the menu.
The kids get to LA and go to the club, cleverly called "Luna Chicks". Aahahah. They meet Colin Hanks there, and he introduces them to a tableful of people who are even bigger losers than he is. Summer is enchanted, although her glee subsides when Colin tells her that he now owns the rights to The Golden Girls and plans to re-make it with "young, hot chicks." Colin Hanks is annoying and has the same haircut that all the kids in the special-needs class had.
Ryan and Seth and Marissa wander around looking harried and out-of-place; Ryan ducks aside only long enough to leave a threatening message for Luke to break up with Julie Cooper, then gets back in time to have Aunt Hailey the stripper ask if babyboy wants a lapdance. Gasp! Shock! Hailey's resorted to the sex industry for money! Sob! Snooze!
The kids freak out and try to get her to come with them, but Hailey's having none of it. Ryan, like the little snitch he is, phones up Sandy immediately; Sandy, being an intelligent man (except when it comes to handing Jimmy the chequebook) tells Ryan that Hailey's a grown woman and can make her own decisions, and they're not responsible for her. Oh, but you know it's not as simple as all that. Marissa suddenly decides that she's Miss Skeletal Altruism '04 and declares that she's not leaving the club unless Hailey comes with them. And all this from somebody who DIDN'T EVEN RECOGNIZE Hailey. The kids try to heckle Hailey into coming with them and Ryan attempts to get in people's faces, but they're all way taller than he is so he really just gets into their thoraxes. They get tossed out.
Seth makes a desultory attempt to scale a mural of Frank Sinatra, declares it a no-go, and heads off to find another way in. He instead finds the preview-clip of Summer and Colin in his SUV together, but unlike what the promos would have you believe, nothing's going on. In fact, Colin gave Summer a screening of the newest ep of The Valley and is now boring her with the dailies. He's a self-obsessed bore, and I'm infinitely relieved when Colin's girlfriend April (hah) shows up and drags him off.
Meanwhile, the guests adore the meatloaf and so Caleb recoups by saying that they intended for the restaurant to be "a return to comfort food" just like every other restaurant out there right now. The guests nod and chew their gristle. Disgusted, Julie Cooper heads to the kitchen to get more wine and finds Luke's hopeful face looming in the window; he wants her to come outside so they can talk. Julie Cooper shoos him off and tells him they'll talk later, at her place. Jimmy, meanwhile, has heard the news of dear Hailey's new lucrative employment and takes off for LA; Sandy explains this to Caleb, who's confused at the thought that his precious princess might not actually be teaching rich women how to tone those abs and firm those thighs and feel the burn.
Back in LA, Marissa hatches the stupidest plan EVER to get back into the club. Like, even back in high school I'd be able to tell that this would never work. She goes and works the line; the bouncer is adamant about not letting her in, no doubt guessing that her hollow piss-pit eyes would put everybody off their drinks. Then Ryan saunters up; Marissa promptly goes bugfuck and starts hugging him and squealing, declaring that Ryan is one of the stars of The Valley and oooh, she's so excited to see him and ooooh, she bought his half-eaten French Toast on eBay for only six thousand dollars. The bouncer, clearly just transferred in from the glitz and glamour of Stoney Plain, Alberta, goes to let Ryan the tv star in. Marissa makes suitable whining noises and Ryan lets her play groupie, and they're in. Man, that plan sucked so hard, even the *real* Skeletor would feel ashamed to use it.
Anyhow, they locate Hailey again, make a big fuss, the manager manhandles all three of them out. They're thrown out of the club and Ryan once again smashes his flat little face against a bouncer's thorax. He's just about to be ground into paste when Jimmy shows up; tell the truth, the manager and bouncer don't seem very daunted by this, especially when Marissa shrieks "DADDY!" at him. The manager jibes Jimmy for fathering such a creature, and Jimmy comes back with an even BETTER line than Julie Cooper's penthouse vs. poolhouse insult: "Oh, and who are *you*, the…the guy who's MY age but still acting like he's TWENTY-FIVE?!?!?"
Dead silence. Utter confusion. Completely gobsmacked by this piece of random, useless dialogue, the manager and the bouncer retreat. Our Newport gang runs away into the night, leaving me perplexed and afraid.
Julie Cooper arrives home and Lurtz lunges out at her. She's not sure what the hell he's doing and she's aggravated, but he tells her that they can't do this anymore, it's nt right. He's so upset! There's upsetness all over his sweet ugly Uruk-Hai face! And he did it all for RYAN!! Luke staggers off crying, and Julie Cooper, very pissed at being dumped but *very* cute in her flippy skirt and high boots, calls Caleb up and tells him that she's ready for that booty call now.
The kids get in and Seth and Summer decide to go watch some episodes of The Valley, which is geeky and cute. Hailey is presented in the kitchen, and poor Kirsten goes to hug her and I feel bad, because Kirsten's the only one who doesn't know that Hailey was taking it all off (except for the ugly, UGLY hairpiece she put on) for soggy dollar bills from short loud business assholes with Napoleon complexes who drink cheap beer and drive drunk but never get caught. Uncomfortable looks all around the kitchen, but that's probably because every man in that room was imagining what Hailey's strip act was like. Well, Jimmy seems pleased.
Ryan and Marissa retreat to the poolhouse, because of course now Marissa has conveniently forgotten all about that little "let's not spend time together" agreement and wants to anemically try to have a pillow fight with Ryan. All the excitement of physical labour and her shit-unattractive chatreuse top proves too much for her bladder and she betakes herself to Ryan's bathroom; Luke chooses this moment to bounce in and breathlessly tell Ryan that he's done it, he's told Julie Cooper they can't sleep together anymore. Do I even need to tell you? That's the exact moment when Marissa chooses to sidle out of the bathroom. She gawps; Luke is petrified, and Ryan tries to tell Marissa that he didn't want her to find out like this, but it's no use. The Party Trick must be used. Marissa lumbers off, weeping, and one can only hope that her hideous bangs blinded her path and she fell into the pool and drowned. It's not likely, but I enjoy imagining it, and Luke making sweet love to Ryan while her corpse floats in the chlorinated water. Mmmmmmm.
PS. Paris Hilton was in there also.
1) I think I'm coming down with bird flu or monkey pox, because I was so tired when I watched this episode I didn't even take down notes. So we're relying entirely on my shoddy memory here.
2) Edison is filming across the street, and although they have the entire store blocked off (curses!), I still keep staring out the window hoping to catch a glimpse of La Timberlake. Really, after this? I'm just gonna accept that it's not meant to be. *g*
The Dirty Mermaid Inn. Ryan marches towards the motel office while Seth bounds around him like a puppy dog, wanting to know the etiquitte when it comes to having sex and leaving watches on; Ryan, it seems, lost his watch up in Theresa's room and is wanting to collect it. He deflects Seth's questions with a fond irritation that makes me very very happy, and they go into the office and get his watch from the old dude working the counter there. Old Dude says that Theresa was very pretty and asks nosily if she was Ryan's girlfriend, which covers Ryan in confusion because as discussed before, he is the Worst Bad Boy in the World. If he were a proper Chino punk, he would've lied or laughed in the old man's face or spat on the counter or something. Instead, he and Seth make the same round-eyed face and the Old Dude babbles something. They take the watch and leave.
Seth sees this as a good thing; Ryan is now single, and this is a good thing. It means that he can start a new era, the angst-free era of Ryan Atwood. Ryan is clearly amused but willing to give it a go, at least for a couple of weeks. Then they get to the car and notice Lurtz backing out of a room. They express confusion. Then Julie Cooper leans out of the room and licks her way into Luke's vocal chords; Seth and Ryan actually *duck down* behind the jeep, scrabble around, and end up piled on each other watching their friend get down with Julie Cooper. So much for angst-free Ryan!
Poolhouse. The boys sit facing each other, stunned by what they've just witnessed. Although, Seth points out, it's hardly as if he doesn't understand, because hello, *Julie Cooper*. But yes, it would be BAD if Marissa found out, they both agree on that. Seth also agrees that it's Ryan's job to tell Luke to stop, and Ryan is perplexed as to how this became his responsibility. He is the brawn, Seth says. Seth is the brain. Ryan accepts this with poor spirit.
Meanwhile, Jimmy shows up in the kitchen to tell Sandy and Kirsten that they have no money left for the restaurant. They should make a trip to Stars Hollow and ask Luke for money, because I hear he's good at giving loans to entrepreneurs in need. Sandy seems strangely uninterested in their financial woes, and really, I find it odd that Sandy left the business end so entirely in Jimmy Cooper's hands. Jimmy Cooper, who used his clients' money to pay for his own expenses. Maybe not the brightest move you coulda made, Sandy. They dither about where they're going to get more money; Kirsten offers to lend them some, which they shoot down, and then she suggests Julie Cooper as their new decorator. Jimmy is aghast, but distracted by a letter from Hailey which claims that she has a job in Turks-Caicos as an aerobics instructor. Um, sure.
The children might have gone to school at this point, I'm not really sure. Whatever. All that would have happened there anyway is Ryan and Marissa bumping into each other and becoming the most awkward creatures on earth for as long as they're in the shot together. How is Marissa so incapable of making conversation? All she does is widen her eyes frighteningly under those ugly bangs with a rictus grin frozen on her face. I've seen Day of the Dead masks with more engaging expressions.
Oh, wait! I think they must have gone to school, because Ryan finds Luke playing pool and tells him he's got to break it off with Julie Cooper. Luke is so sad. So sad! Why is Ryan doing this to him? All he wants is a little LOVE. And some manflesh.
Anyhow, Summer and Marissa walk on the beach. Summer tries to convince Marissa that going without a boyfriend for 2.4 seconds might be a good and healthy thing for her; Madame Bones looks pained and uncomprehending. But then they happen upon Colin Hanks, who looks…really awful. If I were Adam Brody, I'd be insulted that they chose this guy to spoof me. His hair is lank and horrible and, ugh, he's just gross. However, Summer is thrilled to meet one of the stars of "The Valley" and makes a volley of self-referential jokes, the result of which is that Colin Hanks invites them all to a party in LA.
The girls relay this information to the boys, who in turn gear up to ask the parentals if they can go to the party. Seth starts off by telling Sandy and Kirsten how attractive they look, which, really -- if he's the brains of the outfit, they're doomed to failure -- and is shot down. Sandy doesn't want them traipsing off to LA on their own. Kirsten wants Colin Hanks' autograph. Ryan steps up and lays out the points of the trip, all the ways in which they promise to be responsible, right down to what time they'll get back. Seth breaks down and begs his father to let them go, because the idea of Summer alone and easily seducible by a big-shot Hollywood version of himself is too much to bear. This seems to work, and Sandy makes them promise to call when they get there.
Julie Cooper agrees to decorate The Zodiac, because it'll look good on her portfolio even if it's not a paying job. Julie Cooper has a portfolio? Jimmy looks pained and they approach the subject of funding; it is decided that the best person to ask for financial backing is Caleb. Thence follows a scene where Sandy takes Caleb out for lunch and asks him for money, which I didn't really pay attention to and so can't really tell you about, sorry folks. Just imagine Sandy looking pained and earnest and pissed off, and Caleb looking…well, actually, I don't really need to describe it, because Caleb *always* looks smug. They secure his backing, at any rate, and plan to put on a dinner party for other potential investors/customers at Casa Del Cohen.
Something happens here I don't remember, but basically it's the Bones of Wrath and Ryan being awkward. They mutually decide (meaning, Marissa says it so for once she listens) that they need time apart because they don't know how the fuck to act like normal people when they're together and not allowed to chew on each other's faces. Ryan agrees. Although later, he changes his mind -- how can Luke break up with Julie Cooper if Marissa's hanging around? -- and goes to convince her to come to LA.
Marissa opens the door, and she's on the phone. She is wearing -- okay, she is wearing a baggy red top that scoops down over one shoulder. Criss-crossing that is a STRIP OF MULTICOLOURED LEATHER HEARTS. I…what the FUCK? Who the hell dresses this girl? Who puts on that kind of thing WILLINGLY?!?
At any rate, she's pissed to see Ryan and has the NERVE to lecture him for coming to see her when they agreed to spend time apart. Which, HELLO! Girl, Ryan told you six billion times that he needed time, and you'd always be scuttling over to the poolhouse first chance you got? You need to shut up and roll on out, bitch.
But instead, Ryan manages through the power of Really Earnest-Looking Babbling to convince her that they can go together and not be *together*. I curse him with my dying breath.
Night of the party. Things are hopping at the Cohen house; food, drink, everything is being set up. Caleb takes the opportunity to insult the food prep and demands to know what's being made; Sandy tells him that it's mama Cohen's meatloaf and Caleb pops a vein. He wants somebody to call the fuckin' *Crab Shack* and get them to deliver. Yeah, because nothing says class like CRAB SHACK. This is where Jimmy and Sandy draw the line; they want their restaurant to be Fun, and with Caleb injecting his shirt-starch into it that hope is gone (gone!). The meatloaf stays on the menu.
The kids get to LA and go to the club, cleverly called "Luna Chicks". Aahahah. They meet Colin Hanks there, and he introduces them to a tableful of people who are even bigger losers than he is. Summer is enchanted, although her glee subsides when Colin tells her that he now owns the rights to The Golden Girls and plans to re-make it with "young, hot chicks." Colin Hanks is annoying and has the same haircut that all the kids in the special-needs class had.
Ryan and Seth and Marissa wander around looking harried and out-of-place; Ryan ducks aside only long enough to leave a threatening message for Luke to break up with Julie Cooper, then gets back in time to have Aunt Hailey the stripper ask if babyboy wants a lapdance. Gasp! Shock! Hailey's resorted to the sex industry for money! Sob! Snooze!
The kids freak out and try to get her to come with them, but Hailey's having none of it. Ryan, like the little snitch he is, phones up Sandy immediately; Sandy, being an intelligent man (except when it comes to handing Jimmy the chequebook) tells Ryan that Hailey's a grown woman and can make her own decisions, and they're not responsible for her. Oh, but you know it's not as simple as all that. Marissa suddenly decides that she's Miss Skeletal Altruism '04 and declares that she's not leaving the club unless Hailey comes with them. And all this from somebody who DIDN'T EVEN RECOGNIZE Hailey. The kids try to heckle Hailey into coming with them and Ryan attempts to get in people's faces, but they're all way taller than he is so he really just gets into their thoraxes. They get tossed out.
Seth makes a desultory attempt to scale a mural of Frank Sinatra, declares it a no-go, and heads off to find another way in. He instead finds the preview-clip of Summer and Colin in his SUV together, but unlike what the promos would have you believe, nothing's going on. In fact, Colin gave Summer a screening of the newest ep of The Valley and is now boring her with the dailies. He's a self-obsessed bore, and I'm infinitely relieved when Colin's girlfriend April (hah) shows up and drags him off.
Meanwhile, the guests adore the meatloaf and so Caleb recoups by saying that they intended for the restaurant to be "a return to comfort food" just like every other restaurant out there right now. The guests nod and chew their gristle. Disgusted, Julie Cooper heads to the kitchen to get more wine and finds Luke's hopeful face looming in the window; he wants her to come outside so they can talk. Julie Cooper shoos him off and tells him they'll talk later, at her place. Jimmy, meanwhile, has heard the news of dear Hailey's new lucrative employment and takes off for LA; Sandy explains this to Caleb, who's confused at the thought that his precious princess might not actually be teaching rich women how to tone those abs and firm those thighs and feel the burn.
Back in LA, Marissa hatches the stupidest plan EVER to get back into the club. Like, even back in high school I'd be able to tell that this would never work. She goes and works the line; the bouncer is adamant about not letting her in, no doubt guessing that her hollow piss-pit eyes would put everybody off their drinks. Then Ryan saunters up; Marissa promptly goes bugfuck and starts hugging him and squealing, declaring that Ryan is one of the stars of The Valley and oooh, she's so excited to see him and ooooh, she bought his half-eaten French Toast on eBay for only six thousand dollars. The bouncer, clearly just transferred in from the glitz and glamour of Stoney Plain, Alberta, goes to let Ryan the tv star in. Marissa makes suitable whining noises and Ryan lets her play groupie, and they're in. Man, that plan sucked so hard, even the *real* Skeletor would feel ashamed to use it.
Anyhow, they locate Hailey again, make a big fuss, the manager manhandles all three of them out. They're thrown out of the club and Ryan once again smashes his flat little face against a bouncer's thorax. He's just about to be ground into paste when Jimmy shows up; tell the truth, the manager and bouncer don't seem very daunted by this, especially when Marissa shrieks "DADDY!" at him. The manager jibes Jimmy for fathering such a creature, and Jimmy comes back with an even BETTER line than Julie Cooper's penthouse vs. poolhouse insult: "Oh, and who are *you*, the…the guy who's MY age but still acting like he's TWENTY-FIVE?!?!?"
Dead silence. Utter confusion. Completely gobsmacked by this piece of random, useless dialogue, the manager and the bouncer retreat. Our Newport gang runs away into the night, leaving me perplexed and afraid.
Julie Cooper arrives home and Lurtz lunges out at her. She's not sure what the hell he's doing and she's aggravated, but he tells her that they can't do this anymore, it's nt right. He's so upset! There's upsetness all over his sweet ugly Uruk-Hai face! And he did it all for RYAN!! Luke staggers off crying, and Julie Cooper, very pissed at being dumped but *very* cute in her flippy skirt and high boots, calls Caleb up and tells him that she's ready for that booty call now.
The kids get in and Seth and Summer decide to go watch some episodes of The Valley, which is geeky and cute. Hailey is presented in the kitchen, and poor Kirsten goes to hug her and I feel bad, because Kirsten's the only one who doesn't know that Hailey was taking it all off (except for the ugly, UGLY hairpiece she put on) for soggy dollar bills from short loud business assholes with Napoleon complexes who drink cheap beer and drive drunk but never get caught. Uncomfortable looks all around the kitchen, but that's probably because every man in that room was imagining what Hailey's strip act was like. Well, Jimmy seems pleased.
Ryan and Marissa retreat to the poolhouse, because of course now Marissa has conveniently forgotten all about that little "let's not spend time together" agreement and wants to anemically try to have a pillow fight with Ryan. All the excitement of physical labour and her shit-unattractive chatreuse top proves too much for her bladder and she betakes herself to Ryan's bathroom; Luke chooses this moment to bounce in and breathlessly tell Ryan that he's done it, he's told Julie Cooper they can't sleep together anymore. Do I even need to tell you? That's the exact moment when Marissa chooses to sidle out of the bathroom. She gawps; Luke is petrified, and Ryan tries to tell Marissa that he didn't want her to find out like this, but it's no use. The Party Trick must be used. Marissa lumbers off, weeping, and one can only hope that her hideous bangs blinded her path and she fell into the pool and drowned. It's not likely, but I enjoy imagining it, and Luke making sweet love to Ryan while her corpse floats in the chlorinated water. Mmmmmmm.
PS. Paris Hilton was in there also.
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Wasn't Paris Hilton playing April, the girlfriend? heh.
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I don't know, that'll stick with me, I think.
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Although I'm also in the camp of "what the hell would you do if you saw him anyway"...
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I think I'm gonna step out and buy some hair dye from the store next to the one he's filming in, though. *g*
Exhaustion seems to be in the air, man. Feaugh.
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And must join in on the exhaustion front. Not even the pink cookie is helping.
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aaaaahahahahahhahaha! That is the best plan EVER!! It's sure to lure him out of his protective cocoon, especially if I hit the right plaintive pitch. And even if I get carted away, at least I won't be at work, right? Win-win situation!
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Unless she comes with an endearing sideorder of Nick, this is always how Paris Hilton should be referred to.
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*ducks and runs*
Heh. But in other news? You cannot get sick, because I say so. Not unless you happen to become so ill that you collapse right where Justin's shooting and he comes rushing over to see if you're okay.
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There are true Paris fans?
I felt weird typing it out m'self.
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I wondered that too. What exactly would they be fans of? She doesn't actually do anything.
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(I thought those pictures looked kinda familiar in that post someone linked. they're filming in gastown!)
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Thanks for the recap!
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However, I have to be downtown at 5:30 today for a meeting with a prof. I will get off a few stops early and attempt to walk past Blunt Bros. If I run into him (Fate dictates I run into him, rather than Kevin Spacey, at who's feet I would throw myself, shouting "Keyser! I'm not worthy!") I will ask him if he would please step away from the building and wave up at VFS for a bit, as there are a few worthy diciples of his praying for a glimpse of His Timberlake-yness.
... You know... before security drags me off.
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Le sigh. It would be too much to ask them to shoot exteriors when they're in my stretch of territory, I guess. Hah!
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*sends you muffins*
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Hell no! Of course it's meant to be!! Save the best for last remember?? :D!! I'm just waiting for the day to see your gigantic post about Mr. Timberlake and what he wore and his odd mannerisms. :) Am counting the days, sweets.
Bwahahahaha!!! Poor lumbering Luke. Ahahaha! I am in love that he broke up with Julie Cooper because RYAN SAID SO! :D! Am very pleased with this. '
and Ryan attempts to get in people's faces, but they're all way taller than he is so he really just gets into their thoraxes.
Heehee! Too bad he's so short and all glarey. Reminds me of Spike. He was always picking fights with Buffy's much taller BFs. Lucky he has super powers I suppose.
*stares at picture of Marissa* Seriously. Don't they get mail complaining about the wardrobe?? It reminds me of those towel dress things with the elastic at the top that old ladies wear. I don't like the bangs either. It accentuates her overly large eyes. Maybe she has a thyroid problem. Hm.
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Dude, that totally seems to be the ONLY REASON he broke up with Julie Cooper! It's not like he really seemed broken up about Bonederella or anything. Hee!
It reminds me of those towel dress things with the elastic at the top that old ladies wear.
It's TOTALLY just like that. And it obviously accentuates her square, manly jaw. Her and Hailey and their manliness! And I guess somebody has to pick up the bad fashion slack now that Anna has left the show. *g*
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*rolls around on the floor crying*
Marissa's outfits GET WORSE AND WORSE EVERY SHOW. what the HELL was up with that nasty green shirt?! ARGH IT WAS TERRIBLE AS IS EVERYTHING SHE EVER WEARS.
I'm calm. and Colin Hanks' hair was the worst thing possibly ever. I too felt bad for Adam Brody.
did you see the preview for next week's episode? oh maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan. I cannot wait.
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I could not believe how lank and disgusting it was. Could it have BEEN more unflattering in any way?
And no, I didn't see the preview! When I watch the show on Mondays they never show the preview. Wha happa?!?
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I didn't know that was possible. And dude, your description of her head looking as though it's gonna topple off her neck? Has given me such a vivid mental picture it's terrifying. Why, whyyyyy?!? *weeps*
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Compare and contrast.
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Maybe that's why I had a crappy day yesterday. It wasn't Kevin Spacey! Mischa Barton devoured my soul!!
Can I sue for that?
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