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"That which does not kill you will only make you stronger."

Tuesday, May 16, 2006

...and now you will have to wait 4 months for the new season!

You know, I really hate season finales. But I really love season finales. But you know what I REALLY REALLY hate? Having my emotions toyed around with.

You know what I'm talking about.

The tease. The uncertainty. The crying, the laughing, the anger - all of it. All in a span of an hour. Or two. It's a crazy emotional rollercoaster ride and I am too weak, TOO WEAK, I say! to turn away and not watch. Because I have to watch. I have to see what happens to Denny. Does he get the heart? I have to see what happens to Burke. Does he die? I even have to see what happens to Doc, the dog. Is he going to survive through his osteosarcoma? And what about Finn, the cute veterinarian? Is Meredith going to screw this one up too?

Ahh....that time of year again.

I told myself,

"No, don't start watching these shows. You'll get hooked and no good will come of it."

But the lure was too great and soon enough, every Sunday night, I was glued to the television. I had to see what kind of mischief Meredith, Izzie, George, Christina and Alex would get into this week. Damn these clever writers of Grey's Anatomy. Even the name of the show is clever!! Hah! Grey's Anatomy = Gray's Anatomy?!! I know some of you get it.

And now, emotionally spent and overwhelmed, what is left for me? I didn't know I could cry so many times, scream that loudly and curse with such profanity. My parents think I'm insane. Only those of you who watch these misfit interns truly understand. Yes. It really is that frustrating.

Damn McDreamy. He McSucks.

So, back to the original query. What am I going to do for the next 4 months?

Watch reruns.


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