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Stop now, and watch Dr. Horrible’s Sing-Along Blog, Act I! Support Joss Whedon and Company! I said, “NOW” people!
I cannot express how excited I am about this release! Joss Whedon is probably one of my all time favorite television creators. Buffy? Need I say more? Let’s say: Firefly. Wonderful, dearly beloved, unfortunately short-lived Firefly! I can’t wait for his show DollHouse next spring. But for now, this is more than amazing enough =D
If you don’t know what this is, check out this trailer, it will shock and amaze you! And then go straight to the video! Support Joss Whedon, and his amazing talented half brother(s?) with their score and composition. The story is hilarious, and the acting deserves a freaking Emmy. Do they give Emmys for webby things? Oh, ok, just give him a Damn Webby Award already.
Oh, wow. I think I’m fangirl-ing right now. O.o Really? Ok, I’ll write a more coherent piece later, when I done watching this the second time around. Or more ^-^; In the meanwhile, you can read this fantastic Exclusive article about Joss Whedon’s “Dr. Horrible” at TV Guide. Awesome. I hope they release a CD!
What else can you do? Well, you can read the awesome comic, presented for free on the DarkHorse Myspace Website. OR. You can read ANOTHER awesome article, here, at the LA Times Review. Ok, I’m going to sleep now. I totally stopped writing just to watch this. And then Blog this. It’s that wondeful!
Boy I hear you in my dreams
I feel your whisper across the sea
I keep you with me in my heart
You make it easier when life gets hard
A while back, I was talking to my friend about how I have these dreams about my first crush all the way back from elementary school. He had sandy beach blonde hair and startling blue-green eyes, and I loved the way that his eyes twinkled when he laughed. I had several crushes at my elementary school (because everyone was so cute!), but year after year, I always fell back in love with him.
It was strange to be so young and to think that I was in love, but looking back now, I don’t think I was so much in love with him as I was in love with the idea of being in love with him. Many years later, I’m still having dreams about the guy that I used to laugh with, fight with, play with, learn with, sing with. I don’t know why, but I would fall asleep and spend a night with him and wake up knowing that it was him.
