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Been rewatching The West Wing lately. I know a lot of people drifted away mid season five, but I stuck it out until early season seven before I drifted away, due to The Thing. I finally watched all of season seven last year, and just this evening we finished season six and we're moving through to season seven again, which means The Thing is imminent.

I've been mainlining picspams, quotes, interviews and fic, in anticipation of (and to combat) The Thing, and by The Thing, I mean, The Gross and Ridiculous Mischaracterisation of Tobias Zeigler.

I love Toby. His integrity, his grumpiness, his despair and even sometimes his hope. I love his hands over his heart and his discovery that babies come with hats. I love that he buys Andy a house, and that he's too sad. I love the friendship and humour in his voice when he says, you fell in the pool there, CJ, and all the rest of it. I love him.

I struggle to reconcile what we know of Toby with ( The Thing )