The main office at work mostly mutes sound from outside and from the inside, but at the end of the second episodes of Parks and Recreation I made a noise that made someone walking by outside turn around and glance through the window in concern. Shook a little with joy, I think. Grabbed at my face and maybe sobbed melodramatically. Because that was the first time something like that killed me with flaily, 'shippy joy to the extent that Casino Night did, and the fact that it had been followed by an already ridiculously wonderful scene between Andy and April? Forty minutes of this show at once apparently have the ability to turn me into a mindless teen.
I also cackled a lot and cackled at the same things during even the rewatches (all the rewatches. we shouldn't talk about how many times I've rewatched both episodes.) and cackled again when rewatching the episodes together with zombie_boogie, and. you know. my heart has collapsed a little from all that reason to feel joy. all that reason to love. which is just. Oh, show. This is sappy, but thank you for encouraging love.
Better thoughts in a better post, someday soon (if I can gather the words).
P.S.: On a semi-related note, has indifference stopped being cool yet? Scoffing at enthusiasm genuinely makes me angry and I need that to go away. Our system has been plagued by it long enough. THERE IS NOTHING WRONG WITH LOVING THINGS AND TALKING ABOUT THEM.
P.P.S.: More of you should be watching Happy Endings, OK?