Lauren Graham was not nominated...again.
Every year I have faith that Emmy voters will finally open their eyes and see her true genius. Every year, I realize how stupid I was to believe.
I love you, Lauren Graham! (Heck,
_lashingoutloud and I have plans to stalk you! We love you THAT much. And we wrote you a song.) I'm sorry the Emmys don't see how wonderful you are. Incredibly sorry. But if it's any comfort, many of your fans see it! There are lots and lots of us who adore you.
Emmys be damned...
Every year I have faith that Emmy voters will finally open their eyes and see her true genius. Every year, I realize how stupid I was to believe.
I love you, Lauren Graham! (Heck,
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Emmys be damned...
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And no Kelly Bishop nom either! Or Kristen Bell! Bastards?!?!
And that dude from King of Queens gets one. And Charlie Sheen. What? No!
WRONG! WRONG! *pouts*
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At least Lauren has tons of fans and critics (totally wrote the French word first) on her side.
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Oh, Lauren Graham. The apple of my eye, the Lauren to my Graham. Brilliant, brilliant, brilliant woman. Brilliant. Beautiful. Branchy. Branchy? I don't know. "B" was my theme with that one. Uh, bombastic. Bright! Bambi! No, not Bambi. Belly dancer! Wait, uh, maybe(?) That'd be hot. I feel like I should keep going because I['m in] love [with] Lauren Graham. But, you knew that. Obviously. Poor you, hearing me confess my Lauren Graham love. Over and over. Over and over. And over. And over. Oh, Lauren. Damn that Barry Manilow song. I'm not a Fanilow!
She'll never be recognized. Poor Lauren Graham. I think I pity her more for the fact that you and I will be stalking her, though. I appreciate her, though. As do you. And tons of people. We appreciate her craft and her ability to make me go from SQUEEHAPPYUYAYLALA! to "Holy crap, I want to die," with one pout. Or cry. Or, like, when she's really depressed, like in "Say Something" ... I, uh, couldn't leave my bed for a week. And, you could only imagine what "Partings" did to me. You know already. By the way, my "Partings" pains have come back.
(And now my niece thinks "mmm" means "good" in Spanish.)
Right. Uh, Emmys be damned. They mean nothing to me. They haven't ever. They're lame. We should have our own awards. And give them all to Ms. Lauren Graham. After we stalk her. Of course, it's things like that that just scream, "Restraining order!" I love when thinks scream "Restraining order!" Way cooler than screaming, "Go to Hell." Aww... Aww.
("Alrighty" means "Okay" in Spanish. My niece makes me cry.)
Heather + Danielle = SUPER COOL STALKING TEAM. First Lauren Graham. Then Claudia Black. THEN Amanda Palmer. We will stalk them and force them to love us. Not in a dirty way, though. Well, okay, maybe. At first. Until Sex Idol, of course. Yum. Right. I sound crazy.
(NOW my niece said the following:
"God made us. That was nice of him. I'm drawing these people. That makes me God. I'm nice." Wow.)
Right. I'm so sorry for this comment. Lauren Graham is a goddess, so I had to write a lot to express my Lauren Love. Aww, L words are nice. And, as always, I love you, Heather.
DANIELLE LOVES HEATHER AND LAUREN GRAHAM.
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not
thinks.
*hits self*
I do not deserve Lauren Graham.
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*sigh* Apparently I'm still gushing from last night. I thought our convo was particularly wonderful!
Funny...HEATHER LOVES DANIELLE AND LAUREN GRAHAM.
Meant to be.
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And yess. Say Something proved to me that LG is not only beautiful, she's frakkin` talented.
I'm still gushing and it's, like, 3 days later. Oh, Lauren Graham, how I love thee. Let me count the ways.
WE'RE MEANT TO BE AND YOU'RE ON VACATION. Have fun. Again. Gotta pee. Random and uncalled for. Love you. And LG.
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Well, I hope you have changed this!!!! You should always know when I have commented to one of your comments or entries!
(God, how will I go to class next semester, my roommate won't be as understanding as Katie was)
You call me, Danielle. And we cry together. That's how you get up and go to class, and that's how I get up and go to work. It will be OK. It will be OK. It will be OK. It will be OK. Say it with me..... It will be OK. It will be OK.
Love you back! Off I go to catch up on more LJ comments and posts!
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