jehnt
heroes. 
20th-Nov-2007 09:29 pm
Okay so I started watching Heroes. I've seen the first season. It's a special show. I don't understand, though, the fandom obsession with Peter and Nathan. It's clear that Mohinder is like 10,000 times hotter than either of them. Although I did have a weird dream the other night where I made out with Peter a lot. But since that doesn't fit with my "Peter and Nathan =/= the hot" theory, we're ignoring it. Yes, brain, IGNORING IT, not OBSESSING OVER IT. Sheesh.

Anyway, I totally ship Claire/Peter. That's like the best ship ever, I think, other than Mohinder/Ando (btw, the internet does not really seem to have heard of Mohinder/Ando, which is distressing, since they're clearly a. superhot and b. meant for each other). I made like ten trillion Peter/Claire icons yesterday. I like them a lot.

Another interesting thing is that Peter Petrelli/Claire Bennet acronymizes to PPCB, which is, incidentally, extraordinarily close to a cryptic-but-probably-crude acronym that keeps being scrawled on our dorm room door: PPBc. (IF YOU KNOW WHAT THIS MEANS, PLEASE TELL ME BECAUSE I AM CURIOUS.) Next time I see it, I think I'll erase it and just write "PETER PETRELLI, BITCHES" as if that's some sort of coherent reply.

I suppose I do actually think Peter is hot. Future!Peter with the scar, especially. I've lost my battle against liking the stupid floppy hair and lopsided mouth. Oh well.
jehnt: (heroes - peter/claire)
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20th-Nov-2007 03:49 am (UTC)
and just write "PETER PETRELLI, BITCHES" as if that's some sort of coherent reply.

I LOL'd. Fucking seriously.

The only thing I can imagine for PPBc is, like, Perfect Peanut Butter company. Which then, inexplicably, kind of throws me back into this, like, Chitty Chitty Bang Bang universe. You know, where everybody wears post-Victorian clothes and has the dancing skills of Dick Van Dyke and cars are sentient. Which isn't, you know, actually any help at all with coming up with something not lame. I think it's just because I'm hungry. :|
20th-Nov-2007 04:55 am (UTC)
Yeah, I don't like peanut butter (not enough chocolate, you see) so I HOPE that's not it. Although, you know, the awkward Chitty Chitty Bang Bang universe could be for the win, right?

I'm pretty sure the cryptic message is being left by the swimmers&divers that live across the hall -- they're all totally retarded (and hot, but they're so stupid that it gets obscured by clouds of idiocy) and they are always writing all over each others' whiteboards that they're gay. Tim, specifically, is apparently gay, according to the whiteboard gossip. There is another one whose nickname is apparently "viper," and the picture they drew next to the word "viper" looks like a hyena, so I don't think they actually know what a viper is. So probably they think PPBc is how you spell "hello," or something.

And why is Peter/Claire so fucking hot? Is it the incest? The indestructibility? The fact that Peter is so emotionally open? WHYYYYYYYYYYY?
20th-Nov-2007 05:34 am (UTC)
Well, the image of a tubby, balding little man in a period clothing, complete with bowler hat and pocket watch!, skittering up to scribble anonymous promotion for the Perfect Peanut Butter company onto your door is pretty for the win. Also, I dislike peanut butter too (with the exception of peanut butter cookies and Reese's cups, for some unknown reason) but I'm really, really hungry.

AHAHAAHAHAH Seriously, dude, that whole paragraph. I hate hot stupid people. It's just depressing. Because you want to crumble and go for it, but they're so fucking stupid you just can't, and then you're left all disgusted and ashamed for trying to convince yourself not to care. Maybe you should also try writing random letters on the door? Maybe you'll accidentally find one that's a word to them. Like when people fake-bark at dogs, and suddenly the dog barks back, and everyone else is like, "Oh shit, dude, I think you said something about his mom!"

20th-Nov-2007 06:35 am (UTC)
LOL YOUR ICON.

Also, Reese's Peanut Butter cups are AMAZING. Oh my god. I think the little individually-wrapped ones taste better than the big ones that come in like a bar thing, you know, but I feel that they're a waste because soooooooo much packaging. Now I'm hungry too, dammit. AND I JUST ATE DINNER.

Because you want to crumble and go for it, but they're so fucking stupid you just can't, and then you're left all disgusted and ashamed for trying to convince yourself not to care.

Speak for yourself, man. LOVE 'EM AND LEAVE 'EM. It's just my way. (Not really but. It would be, if I was only in it for the sex.)

Maybe you should also try writing random letters on the door? Maybe you'll accidentally find one that's a word to them.

AKLJHFDLK lkSfioeruygnf SNEs dihtrn.

I think you may be onto something with this scheme here, because I just accidentally wrote about nintendo.
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