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May. 21st, 2010 10:26 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
waltzmatildahIt is highly likely that this post will make very little coherent sense. I only finished watching a few minutes ago.
I think I am in shock. Actual, clinical shock.
Did you know it is possible to develop PTSD and Acute Stress Disorder (ASD) from watching televised tragedies? True Fact. This may be important to remember in about a months time when we all wind up in therapy.
Alex and Lexie? Alex and Lexie.
Mark? Promising to eat more bacon. Mark, I take back every last nasty thing I've ever said about you. Every last goddamn syllable.
Alex and Izzie? SHIT man. Way to punch me in the gut just when I thought I was over you...
Meredith and Cristina? You girls are fucking rockstars. Don't ever let anyone tell you differently.
April? You, you made me BAWL. I was fine 'til you started up with your personal facts!!! I was a snivelling wreck from that point onwards.
Bailey and Percy and Mary? I sobbed. Noisy, snotty, ugly sobbed. Had to press stop for a while to regain my composure. Bailey telling him that yes, he's gonna die now? Oh Bailey. Usually I am not a fan of you when you're all angsty and crying. Not tonight. No siree. Tonight, the way you composed yourself before going back to Charles to tell him? That was you being awesome.
Percy and Reed? Percy, I was ambivalent about you until tonight. I didn't think I cared if you lived or died. You were brave. Reed did indeed miss out (too bad she copped one between the eyes and will never know... shame). RIP.
Derek? You were good tonight. And trust me, that is a compliment.
Richard? That was actually a pretty great ending. The booze and the bullets. I liked it. It was kinda obvious and I knew you weren't gonna die, but the writers gave you some good stuff. Say thank you to them.
Teddy? I respect you and your diversonary tactics. You were the bigger person in that situation. Go make babies with Mark Sloan so he stays away from Lexie.
Owen? Blah. Whatever.
Arizona and Callie? Blah. Whatever.
And last but not least?
Mr. Clark? Thank you. Thank you and thank your superstore purchased handgun and box of 'ammo'. Thank you for creating carnage that tore people apart and superglued them back together in the span of two hours. It made for fucking awesome television so... thank you.
I think I am in shock. Actual, clinical shock.
Did you know it is possible to develop PTSD and Acute Stress Disorder (ASD) from watching televised tragedies? True Fact. This may be important to remember in about a months time when we all wind up in therapy.
Alex and Lexie? Alex and Lexie.
Mark? Promising to eat more bacon. Mark, I take back every last nasty thing I've ever said about you. Every last goddamn syllable.
Alex and Izzie? SHIT man. Way to punch me in the gut just when I thought I was over you...
Meredith and Cristina? You girls are fucking rockstars. Don't ever let anyone tell you differently.
April? You, you made me BAWL. I was fine 'til you started up with your personal facts!!! I was a snivelling wreck from that point onwards.
Bailey and Percy and Mary? I sobbed. Noisy, snotty, ugly sobbed. Had to press stop for a while to regain my composure. Bailey telling him that yes, he's gonna die now? Oh Bailey. Usually I am not a fan of you when you're all angsty and crying. Not tonight. No siree. Tonight, the way you composed yourself before going back to Charles to tell him? That was you being awesome.
Percy and Reed? Percy, I was ambivalent about you until tonight. I didn't think I cared if you lived or died. You were brave. Reed did indeed miss out (too bad she copped one between the eyes and will never know... shame). RIP.
Derek? You were good tonight. And trust me, that is a compliment.
Richard? That was actually a pretty great ending. The booze and the bullets. I liked it. It was kinda obvious and I knew you weren't gonna die, but the writers gave you some good stuff. Say thank you to them.
Teddy? I respect you and your diversonary tactics. You were the bigger person in that situation. Go make babies with Mark Sloan so he stays away from Lexie.
Owen? Blah. Whatever.
Arizona and Callie? Blah. Whatever.
And last but not least?
Mr. Clark? Thank you. Thank you and thank your superstore purchased handgun and box of 'ammo'. Thank you for creating carnage that tore people apart and superglued them back together in the span of two hours. It made for fucking awesome television so... thank you.
