
My definition of heaven - a fresh box of SVU DVDs.
"In the criminal justice system, sexually based offences are considered especially heinous. In New York City, the dedicated detectives who investigate these vicious felonies are members of an elite squad known as the Special Victims Unit. These are their stories."
(Oh, and did we mention that those "dedicated detectives" are incredibly sexy?)
In honor of the episode Swing, my post will entirely be in EO-rambling idiocy. If you can't translate that kind of speech, maybe it's best to run away now. Oh, and the title is in honor of Olivia's last line in Swing which had me floating in EO Heaven for a few hours.
"Maybe God remembered how cute you were as a carrot."
I think it's time to start a section called "REALLY?!" If any of you have watched SNL and its Weekend Update, Seth Meyer and Amy Poehler do this short sketch during random episodes. (Note that "REALLY?!" is said in a "I can't believe how ridiculous and/or stupid this is" tone of voice, as in, "Really? What's the heck is wrong with you?")
REALLY Dick Wolf. You had to make a stupid Olivia/Elliot faceoff just to get our hackles up? REALLY Olivia. Your eyes only teared up once? REALLY Elliot. Why did you have to be such a SOB to Kathleen, and especially Olivia? REALLY Kathy. Could you have slapped Elliot any more pathetically? REALLY Fin. Could you have been less emotional when you told Elliot that Kathy was downstairs? REALLY Olivia Benson and Elliot Stabler. WHY CAN'T YOU KISS AND RUN OFF INTO THE SUNSET?
That was the totally irrational side of me speaking. I did understand the severity of the episode and the webs weaved around all the characters. But sometimes you just gotta boil it down to... "REALLY?!"
Took a trip into the city today just for the heck of it, and some shopping. The title is because there was just this massive honking session outside the window. Well, actually, I'm a few feet above the street in my mom's office, but what the heck, you didn't need to know that. I had fun kicking back in her chair and studying the mess she calls an office.
Less than a month, guys! Are you guys excited or what? I mean, ELLIOT AND OLIVIA ARE BACK, BABY! I've just been cycling through my iPod, daydreaming about the two of them. (Every song reminds me of them, including the jazz and rap songs. Go figure.) Ooh, Destiny Child's on! ![]()
Ugh, another horn. Although what should I expect in NYC? Man, this computer is slow. And oh! Burn Notice has two mroe episodes. Yay. Jeffrey Donovan is hot. *Sighs* I adore his sunglasses. Elliot is still my favorite.
Done rambling. Bye!
I'm just jotting a quick blog post before I jet off to the go-kart track (don't ask). But so far, let's see... I got Season 7 of SVU on DVD, can't stop staring at Elliot on screen, want to force Olivia to kiss him, and at the same time give him a hug. Clear enough? I'm so ready for Sept. 23rd, I should have a neon sign above my head that says, "Bring it on!"
I have one more week before I go back to school (I'll be dragged kicking and screaming) and then SVU starts and everything else from then is up to destiny.
Catch you guys later!
(And do any of you know where I can find episodes of In Plain Sight? I want to fill in the gaps from what I've seen.)



