Firstly, I'm going to miss Coffee Haus tonight because, as I said, TOP 12 GIRLS PERFORM TONIGHT. It's two hours. Which means show is ending while shop is closing. I might maybe maybe come early maybe. To write. I should do that anyway. Yeah. I'LL DO THAT. Show don't start until seven.
ANYWAY. So. Top 12 guys. Performed last night. First off, let me just say that already? ALREADY??? So much better than last season. I know exactly who I want the top 6 to be, and I voted like a fiend for the ones who I feared may not have the support I want them to.
Second, and probably more important, I've already developed creepy pedophilic crushes on the following dudes:
He's 18 and most probably gay, so I don't feel too bad about this one
Akdlfakjsldkjaslkfdsldjf SO CUTE
WHAT THE HELL IS UP WITH THIS DUDE? WHY IS HE SO HOT TO ME?? WHY IS HE ONLY 17??? GROW UP SO I CAN FANTASIZE ABOUT YOU, PLZKTHX.
Seriously. I hate it, normally, when they do ballads? But I could not. Turn. Away. While he was singing. I just. I mean. I don't know. I voted for him the most because I WANT HIM TO STAY. I WANT TO KEEP LOOKING AT HIM. HE LOOKS KIND OF LIKE BILL FROM BILL AND TED, DOESN'T HE? DOESN'T HE???
Anyway. I have absolutely no idea why I'm fond of Danny Noriega. None. He should have pissed me the hell off with all his back talk and "I'm so sassy" bull crap last night, but instead, I just wanted to pinch his cheeks and make him cookies. Maybe that's less creepy than having a crush on him. I guess I don't REALLY have a crush on him, or David Archuleta, I just want to make them lots and lots of delicious pie.
Garrett? On the other hand?
At least he'll be legal in one short year.
Everyone ever: "That's very creepy and all, Chewbob, but what did you think of the performances?"
IT WAS GOOD. EXCEPT FOR A FEW. I don't like Chikezie. Hope he goes home. I don't like David Hernandez or Luke Menard. Hope they go home.
THIS IS WHO MY IDEAL TOP 6 WOULD BE, BASED ON LAST NIGHT: Colton Berry, Danny Noriega, David Archuleta, David Cook, Garrett Haley, and Jason Castro. He's the dude with the dreadlocks. He's pretty hot, too. And he's from Texas! Win!
AND NOW FOR THE BUFFY TALK.
I knew that Joss was doing a "season 8" in comic book form and all, and my stupid ass was too lazy to go to Lone Star and pick them up as they came out. I got to see issue #2 and issue #5, because Jere brought them home. But last night, laying there on Jessie's desk like a beacon of awesomeness and joy, was the TP of the first five issues.
So, you know, I read it.
HOLY FREAKING SHIT.
He brought back friggen' Warren. Of all the people I thought was dead dead dead never to return except in the form of the first? Yeah. Complete with lack of flesh. Which was a nice, if intensely difficult to read, touch. And dating Amy. FTW. What the hell, Joss Whedon, what the hell.
The rush I got reading the comic was just exactly like the rush I used to get watching the show. My characters! My guys! Doing things! Carryin' on! Dawn's a friggen' giant!
The art, it is A++++. My biggest problem with reading comics is I can't read it if I don't enjoy the art, but the art is great and the characters look like their on-screen counterparts. Mostly, I didn't realize how much I missed these dudes. DO SEASON 9, TOO, JOSS. AND SEASON 10. AND SEASON A BILLION. I'LL START BUYING THEM, I PROMISE.