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October 3, 2005
So Tying Myself To A Chair With A Belt Is Supposed To Help Me Understand Adverse Possession in Property Law, Josh? or "A la Maison Blanc"
West Wing: Now, that was pretty amusing. Sorkinites... I know, I know, I KNOW your argument and La Madre Probem was nowhere near the glory of, well, seasons 1-4. But Josh tying himself to a chair, Santos breaking the bed (his whole speech about the boy flight attendant)... funny, no? I didn't watch feeling bored.
Memo to John Wells: NEVER AGAIN USE STEVE MILLER BAND FOR A MONTAGE. It screamed frat boy. It screamed white bread. I muted. I hated.
No Donna but no Will or Kate. But you kind of want C.J. Toby and Josh to get along. What happened to being brothers in arms? Why are ya'll haters now instead of players? Mrs. Landingham would have never given you cookies for such behaviour.
Loved me the Garafalo. Like Amy, except not a love interest (yeah!) and uses her whole mouth to talk (yeah!).
Posted by emily at October 3, 2005 12:22 PM
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