Hi there! Last night was the first part of Community‘s season finale, and it took us back to where it all began: paintball. Ok, maybe not where it all began, but where it got super awesome. Speaking of super awesome, right here to the right of where I’m typing (you’re going to have to take my word for it), there’s a category box begging to be checked: It says “This post is super-awesome.” (I disagree with the hyphen, but it’s there, so now it’s here.) Whoa! This is new, I think! Should I click it? I want to click it! But I don’t know…. First of all, it’s kind of conceited. Second of all, this isn’t much of a post. I mean, I really appreciate you reading it, and I’m having fun writing it, but as far as posts go…I don’t know…it’s average, right? Not super average or anything, but it’s really just a post to try to get you to go to another post. Plus, I don’t want to be the girl who cried wolf with the super-awesome button. I’m afraid once I click, I’ll never be able to stop. Also, what does the super-awesome button do??? I don’t even know! Ok, I’m gonna save it. When I have a post that’s super-awesome, you’ll know, I’ll know–we’ll all know, and I’ll click the damn button. So.)
Right. Community. Be dears and checkout my latest recap on Punchline Magazine. I’m going to have to watch the episode again, because the trusty and wonderful commenters on Punchline have pointed out some things that I apparently got all sorts of wrong. Hmph. I don’t know how I did that. But anyway, thanks to the Internet, people are always around to point out things you’ve effed up. (JK, commenters, I really do appreciate it. Something did feel amiss while I was typing, just a niggling little tug somewhere that whispered “this recap is not super-awesome, for super-awesomeness comes only with accuracy, you drunk.” I wasn’t actually drunk, but that niggling voice is sometimes random and mean.) Eh, next week I strive for super-awesome, guys. Next week.