The king of the jungle was one tubby tabby... until
the animal plastic surgeon came to call. Lipo for Leo, next on Sick,
The Fashion Club is watching the Fashionvision Humanitarian Awards,
which gives them the idea to their own good works. They decide to
replace the mirror in the girl's bathroom at school, which adds at
least 2 pounds.
Helen gets freaked out by a phone call with Rita that involves Erin
and why she doesn't love the guy she married. Helen barges into Daria's
room expecting to find Daria and Tom, but Tom isn't there and Helen
retreats. Right after she leaves Jane calls up Daria, asking her where
the hell she is. Daria's late for their movie date, and they get stuck
watching some cheesy B-movie instead of the Croatian comedy they had
planned to. After the movie Jane bugs Daria to find out what she was
doing, and Daria finally admits that she was working on a short story
for publication. Jane doesn't really like the story, but she manages
to convince Daria to let Tom read it.
Daria sort of tells Jake about the story, and he starts out supportive
but quickly segues into a Corporal Ellenbogen rant involving showtunes.
To raise money for their mirror, the Fashion Club decides to start
a fashion newsletter. Each of the Fashion Club members writes an article
for "Fashion Club Forecast." No one at school is really
interested, but the girls manage to convince a number of guys to buy
Tom loves Daria's story and manages to convince her to submit it for
publication. All the time he's in her room Helen keeps making excuses
to barge in, checking up on them. Daria ends up sending her story
off to the magazine Tom mentioned, Musings. Unfortunately,
she runs into Mr. O'Neill at the post office, and he figures out what
At school soon after this, Mr. O'Neill lets slip that Daria's trying
to publish a story in Musings. Jodie and Ms. Barch are supportive,
but Daria isn't happy that the news is out.
Jake tries to get Daria to listen to his showtune, but Daria is distracted
by the cries of dismay from downstairs. The Fashion Club has just
received their new issue of Waif, and has discovered that all
of their predictions were wrong.
Daria finds a letter from Musings among the mail, and it turns
out to be a rejection letter. Daria goes over to Tom's to complain
at him. Tom tries to be supportive, but Daria gets pissed and picks
a fight, then walks off.
The Fashion Club, in an attempt to salvage their reputation, buys
back all their newsletters. They find out at the same time that no-one
actually read it. They end up simply putting up a plaque to commemorate
putting up the plaque.
Jake finally gets Daria to listen to his song, and it isn't very good.
Daria gives him a pep talk about trying and realizes she's been a
jerk. She calls Tom and offers to apologize, so he comes over. Helen
starts her recent interruption routine, and Daria and Tom talk around
her visits. Tom gives Daria some encouragement, and Helen barges in
just as they kiss.
"Mu-ohm! I'm not J. Edgar Winter!" -- Quinn ("The
Story of D")
"You're willing to have it published and read by strangers,
but you don't want your best friend to see it?" -- Jane ("The
Story of D")
"Ew! Look how dirty those sheep are. From now on I buy only
imported sweaters." -- Quinn ("Camp Fear")
Daria: I couldn't show it to him. It's too intimate.
Jane: Daria, it's about a flesh eating virus. How is that intimate?
Quinn: Why don't we do what we do best?
Sandi: Quinn, no one is going to pay us to eat carrot sticks.
"If it weren't for Ellenbogen I might be a Broadway lyricist.
I could write songs for Cats. I could write songs for dogs!"
-- Jake ("The Story of D")
"I'd like to thank my family, my friends, and not that
damn Corporal Ellenbogen, or Gilbert, or Sullivan."
-- Jake ("The Story of D")
Jane: Was I being enthusiastic again? I'm sorry.
Daria: You didn't mean anything by it.
Jodie: You know, my mother gets Musings and their fiction
is awful. I bet you'll have no trouble getting in.
Daria: Gee, thanks.
Daria: Ever have one of those moments that no shower, no matter
the duration nor the temperature, can ever erase?
Jane: I'm leaning towards trauma induced amnesia myself. Punch
my head, would ya?
"What do you think this stuff is that looks like vomit?"
-- Stacy ("The Story of D")
We've seen most of the main plot before, but the subplot is amusing.
Also see my Rambling of 03-25-2001