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I'm reading a Mal/River piece, for the first time in forever, and a bit of my fanon has made it in (River/air ducts=otp). I find this extremely awesome.

Glad to be part of the collective fandom brain, o my sisters.

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So, I made it through the entire seven seasons of The West Wing no thanks to my scuzzy eBay seller and his 44 bootleg Chinese discs of "The Weat Wing." Weat. You'd think it was about Alberta.

And then I started watching it again because ( I snip my disappointment so you don't have to be sad unless that seems like an attractive emotional choice right now. Also, spoilers liek whoa. )

( Also, I was left with some lingering, unanswered questions, which I direct to you, o flist people who watched the show )

In conclusion, I love most of the show. I miss the show. I wish I'd been watching it as it aired, so I could squeal and write fic. I will probably still write fic, but it won't be the same.

I would like to leave you with this snippet of very excellent Sorkinese:

Donna (surveying the wreckage of hungover, sodden Josh): Are you going to listen to me from now on?
Josh: I'm not even really listening to you right now.
Donna (yelling): ARE YOU GOING TO LISTEN TO ME FROM NOW ON?
Josh (holding his head in pain): Yes! Yes! Ow!