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JACOB IS GONE! Or at least his recaps are. Looks like someone at TWoP actually realised how teeth-grindingly, embarrassingly awful they were. Bwahaha!

By the way, at some stage I'm sure I'll post about something other than Doctor Who and Sweet Valley. Alas, I am back at work tomorrow after five glorious free days (oh, and I actually did finally buy jeans today, really nice Diesel ones, and have already left them in to be taken up - don't worry, I allowed room for in-wash-shrinkage), so will probably be too knackered and depressed to post anything at all for a few days. Bah.


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Jul. 2nd, 2007 08:44 pm (UTC)
Gah, I didn't realise he was occupied elsewhere! I suppose I was thinking that they couldn't bear to use him anymore because he's so shit, but they thought the "fans" of his awful writing would riot if he were replaced, so it was a case of "if he's not doing it, no one will". I wonder why they've stopped the recaps?
Jul. 2nd, 2007 08:52 pm (UTC)
I wonder if it was just too much of a mess since they don't recap shows until they air in North America but probably most of the people who watch the show (even including North Americans) are watching it when it airs in the UK.

You got my hopes up, though! I was dreaming of competent BSG recaps!
Jul. 2nd, 2007 10:52 pm (UTC)
Le sigh. Jacob is the phlegm in the sinus cavities of TwoP. And you were the decongestant!


Sorry, sorry. I'll leave now.
Jul. 2nd, 2007 10:11 pm (UTC)
A sad day for us fans of your recaps of his recaps. Though your sanity must be grateful: I never knew how you managed to plough through those things.

Good luck with your return to work. I hope you don't get back to a big backlog...

Jul. 2nd, 2007 10:31 pm (UTC)
Hah! If only he were completely gone, and they had someone else recapping Who. Ah well.

Boo to going back to work, I don't want to go back tomorrow and that's after my weekend, let alone five days.
Jul. 3rd, 2007 06:55 am (UTC)
Boo to going back to work! But well done on the Diesel jeans. Those always look really nice when I see them in the stores.
Jul. 5th, 2007 03:14 am (UTC)
I love you. i knew i couldn't be alone out there.

Did you see the reason wing gave? The reason why he's not doing the Doctor Who recaps is because no one was reading them.

You know the really sad part? at least two people posted reasonable responses as to why people weren't reading his recaps and they got deleted. Little emo boy can't stand people actually not shoving their nose up hios ass when they talk about him
Jul. 5th, 2007 08:48 am (UTC)
Ha! So essentially he did get canned because he was shit! I knew it. To be honest, I used to do recaps of the recaps here and I had to stop because Jacob's ravings became so awful they stopped being funny and were simply painful. I just couldn't bear to read them anymore.

And yeah, they always delete criticism of the recaps, which seems ridiculous to me.
Jul. 8th, 2007 12:54 am (UTC)
well he's posting in the thread it's still pretentious twaddle but at least there's not 20 pages of it

for the runaway bride


1. He never loved you. He was using you, to keep him grounded -- connected to the center of the Earth. A fixed point, around which the world keeps turning:

2. You need somebody to stop you. You will always need somebody to stop you. You're a God, riding with angels: what's going to stop you? Know your enemy: that's grace, hiding. Count your archangels; they're the ones bearing double-edged swords, guarding the Garden. Strictly a no-return policy, those pesky places:

3. She's not Rose. Nobody's going to be Rose, ever. I'm not asking you to get over it. Look, Prospero drowned his books. Doesn't mean he didn't write new ones afterward. (NB: A "comedy" ends in marriage, a "tragedy" ends in death. That's like all the options there are, sometimes.)

4. JUMP. Boys, girls, weddings, marriage: they're never what you expected. Fucking Jump. Buy it or don't, not our problem. Love is real or love is your wish, poisoning you with fantasies. Just make the call. If you could hear grace speaking, she would sing, "Just trust me on this. Just trust me on this." Now, or later, you're going to make the right choice, so make it already. Or else you're squashed like grape:

5. Being a normal person, a person who didn't notice the Santa Fish or the Slitheen or any of that shit -- doesn't make you less. It makes you Donna. You already were. He burns, all the time, in the center of everything. "The Oncoming Storm" isn't bullshit mythology, it's the way of things. When you're surfing, you pick your waves. Doesn't make you weak, it makes you a person. Just like Donna, just like Torchwood. Just like Yvonne and Jack and Gwen and hot little Ianto and everybody that ever lived. The Doctor doesn't give you options, he gives you choices. Just like the world:

6. We've all got a runaway bride. We've all lost her. Say her name. Honor it. Love it, or it will bite you in the ass. We've all lost our home; we're a century of orphans, Orpheus, lost:

7. Emo works as long as you're hot. And as long as you surround yourself with people who don't buy your bullshit. Funny how the people who challenge you slip away, no? Maybe you're not ready -- maybe there will come a time where the people you love, and the people who hurt you, become the same people. That's called being a grownup. They're the ones that know your name: Not the name you go by, but the name of what you are:

8. Justice. There's justice, and there's killing, and there's murder. There's safety and there's perversity. When you've got the power of a God, it can be hard to decide. Best to have somebody close by, to tell you when to stop. Best not to let them get too close. Best not to tell them your name. Ask Adama:

9. Go to the beautiful source. Read "The Hollow Men," by TS Eliot. Then the Four Quartets. Not the normal obvious English lessons but the ones that touch this strength, this grace, this terror:

10. It can never be said enough. Somebody has to tell you when to stop. If not with love, then by hate. If not with hate, then by action. If not by action, then by example. If not by example, you have no hope. And without hope, you're alone. Capital A alone. It starts now. Please, figure it out.

If you love me you'll jump.

God i don't know how people just don't laugh in his face
Jul. 16th, 2008 01:51 pm (UTC)
Oh no ... they're coming back.

If you could bear it, your recaps of them would help?
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