Lightening without thunder always seems kind of out of place -- as though it's missing something. As though it was naked. Or, perhaps, like it's suddenly gone a'hunting. (Way to personify the weather there, self. *grins*) But it does.
I don't know -- I guess it's just an Edgar Allan Poe kind of night. *looks around for the Raven, and begins murmuring about Lenore*
Anyway -- all of that aside -- Rayk. Fraser. *melts with gooey due South love* For God's sake, my love for them is just ballooning way out of proportion to anything reasonable. And yet, I've got this thing, where I feel really uncomfortable about the idea of writing them.
This may be 'new fandom jitters', this may be my on-again-off-again inability to make myself write anything for the past few days, and it might just be the fact that I am SO BUSY ALL THE TIME. *flails hands for emphasis* This does not, in any way, impinge upon my love for them, though. This busyness/allergy to writing them. Oh, no. In fact, it just lends my love a semi-tragic quality, which I -- sucker that I am -- find even more appealing.
I think my favorite dS ep that I've seen so far, though, (beside the pre-requisite love I have for Mountie on the Bounty -- Ray! Fraser! Angst! Buddy Breathing! Thirty two down on the Robert Mackenzie! -- and CotW - Big Gay Fairytale!) is Dead Guy Running. It really makes the most of Frannie, Ray and Fraser's comic timing. It's screwball comedy, and I'm a screwball. Also...that kid? Is *priceless*. Utterly priceless.
Also -- and this really doesn't get said enough by me -- I *heart* Lex Luthor. Today I was reading somebody's live journal, and I can't remember who it was or even what triggered my little overflow of love, but I was just thinking, "You know. I do so love that guy. Poor broken, hungry Lex."
So. You know. To sum up: 1) Weird vibe in casa de Nif, 2) Ray Kowalski + Benton Fraser = <3 4EVAH!!! and 3) Nif *hearts* Lex.
