I'm currently planning my wedding to Keith Olbermann. If you'd like to attend, let me know.

[bubbles83]

Apparently, it's weird to do a dance around your house while chanting "Special Comment NIIIGHT. Special Comment NIIIGHT" At least, that's what I assume given the way my family looked at me earlier this evening.

Ooo. Not only is it a SC night, but a pink tie night as well. I love the pink tie. And there was an orangutan on the loose. He was probably just looking for the library.

So, Special Comment pretty much rocked my world. I'd just like to say a big fat WORD to everything Keith said. And that he makes me tingley.

Here's a link, complete with video: "You, the men and women elected with the simplest of directions—Stop The War—have traded your strength, your bargaining position, and the uniform support of those who elected you… for a handful of magic beans."

Comments

[smidgy06.livejournal.com]

He makes me so weak in the knees

[bubbles83.livejournal.com]

I was going to be all mature and adult and not comment on how much I'd like him to slam me into a wall and have his way with me, but I failed. He's just so... you know. Keithy. Smart and angry and hot. And saying exactly what I can't find the words to say.

[smidgy06.livejournal.com]

I mention sometimes that I want to eat Jared's FUCKING FAAAAACE but I want to eat Keith's so much more. Because he is so Keithy. And fucking hell does he give good rant. Real good.