when you’re in a group project and you’re partners complain about you being bossy
You don’t have to know every cast member or every song.
You don’t have to know the year it opened or any subsequent revival.
You don’t have to know the composer, the director or the set designer.
And you don’t have to have seen the show live.
There is no criteria for liking a show. If you consider yourself a fan, then you are. Don’t let anyone else tell you otherwise.
If there’s one thing I’ve learned from reading fanfiction, it’s that clear communication will save you at least three chapters of angst.
Unfortunately also very applicable to real life.
Literally the only people I can trust on 24 are the women. Besides Jack, they are the only fucking people getting shit done.
Zachary Quinto’s character, I’m onto you. Stop being a fucking misogynistic bastard. Quit fucking with Kim, Chloe, and Michelle. They’re my homegirls.
WHY THE FUCK DID YOU BREAK UP WITH KATE WARNER, JACK?!?!? YOU SON OF A BITCH SHE WAS THE PERFECT WOMAN. QUIT DOING HEROIN AND GO BACK TO HER.
The only woman I don’t trust is David’s doctor. Basically I don’t trust anyone around the president… and that includes you, missy. Especially since you’re involved… Because Sherri turned out to be a bitch too. And that was hard for me to accept since it was Penny Jerald Johnson who played her.
Yeah, none of this probably made sense, since it’s 2 or 3 or 4 in the morning, fuck you daylight savings time, but maybe someone will understand my pain.