Lucy (
luciazephyr) wrote2007-03-15 07:04 pm
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Entry tags:
You are way too smart to do hornrims, baby.
Keith Theodore Olbermann, TAKE THOSE GLASSES OFF.
NOW.
-Luce
ETA: I cannot even look at him. Seriously, thank god Scrunchy got me into the radio show because I'm pretending its like that today.
And worse part? He's covering the Karl Rove connection to the Department of Justice firings and he's rocking like a really awesome rocking thing.
Thank god his voice is still the sexiest on television.
ETA2: OMG, TOP NEWSMAKERS: New York Times crossword today had "Down, Countdown host, Olbermann. Five letters." Keith pauses. "But egotist has seven letters!"
Oh, baby. At least you're funny tonight.
Also? "E-G-O-T-I-S-T", KO. It's seven letters. Nevermind.
NOW.
-Luce
ETA: I cannot even look at him. Seriously, thank god Scrunchy got me into the radio show because I'm pretending its like that today.
And worse part? He's covering the Karl Rove connection to the Department of Justice firings and he's rocking like a really awesome rocking thing.
Thank god his voice is still the sexiest on television.
ETA2: OMG, TOP NEWSMAKERS: New York Times crossword today had "Down, Countdown host, Olbermann. Five letters." Keith pauses. "But egotist has seven letters!"
Oh, baby. At least you're funny tonight.
ANNOUNCEMENT
Lol.
Re: ANNOUNCEMENT
no subject
Keith. Baby. Angel. TAKE OFF THE GLASSES. This is not a prelude to sex. Just TAKE THEM OFF.
no subject
... Though, ya know... I wouldn't turn down the sex. >.>
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
And the Rove thing is a total fuck-up. Very damning for Rove.
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
I'm tellin' ya.
no subject
Anderson: *walks into cafe, hands Stephen his coat*
Keith: *stands* Anderson, listen-
Anderson: *slaps Keith hard enough to knock his glasses off his face; Keith reels and only stays upright with one hand on the table* You can make as many of those jokes when it the four of us as you like. I don't care. But when you're attacking me on-air, you keep it about my integrity as a journalist. You do not lower yourself to Michael Musto's level, you son of a bitch. *takes his coat back from Stephen, turns and leaves*
Stephen: *looks between the two, then jumps up and chases after Anderson*
Keith: *stands stock still for a moment, palm against his now-reddened cheek; quietly sits down and puts his face in his hand*
Jon: *quietly adding sugar to his coffee* Want me to find your glasses?
Keith: *nods once, softly:* Yes, please.
*sips tea, sad*
no subject
no subject
And, also, Keith getting slapped around. 'cause. you know. i'm pro-violence sometimes. (also I'm thinking about a thing in the dinosaur comics today. which is scarily appropriate.)
no subject
I'm proviolence when it comes to slapping people around. Especially when the person in question really deserves it.
no subject
*eyes her Keith plushie, who wiggles the new horn-rims and somehow looks pleased at this change*
Keeeeeeeeeeeeith?
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject