revelation time!

Oh my god. Evan Lysacek is the Ryan Ross of skating RPS.

First, you get sucked in by Johnny Weir being sparkly and charming, and everyone being svelte and athletic and pretty. Then you're all, "Oh, that Evan Lysacek, he's so weird and orange, and kind of a robotic douchebag" and then you find his robot douchebaggery hilarious, and then you find it *endearing*, and then you start loving him unironically and it's all over.

Everything makes so much more sense now.

That's it, though, I have to cut myself off. I've already edging into the finding-him-endearing phase, and I refuse to do another RPF fandom. No more ridiculous skating fic for me!

playing catchup

Observations from catching up at ?skip=400:

1 - feministhulk is AWESOME.

2 - cherryice made an Appa vid! I just about died of glee! (Yumin, you need to watch this right now)

Even if you haven't seen Avater: The Last Airbender, you will enjoy watching this: Appa is a giant, six-legged fluffy white flying buffalo made of adorable, unless you threaten his people, in which case he will stomp you. ♥

3 - There's been an explosion of Doctor Who posts on my flist. Guess it's a sign I should catch up on that, huh?

4 - There is so much (fic) bingo on my friends page that I am beginning to suspect you lot are all secretly retirees.

5 - I've always skimmed past my flist's discussion of sports events, so it's weird now to be excited about the World Cup, and therefore talking about it online.