HENRY EFFING GALE IS A PIMP.
I, being perpetually behind the curve on anything that doesn't pertain directly to my own academics or work, just finished watching last night's premiere of Lost. So allow me to wax poetic for just a moment.
Dear Lost,
I missed you over the summer. Your absence created a void in my life. Without you, I was forced to take things at face value. I stopped looking for the numbers in everyday existence. I stopped trying to spot Others in the backgrounds of movies and other TV shows. I even stopped--just for a few weeks, mind you--trying to make anagrams out of Henry Gale's name. But now that you're back, my life is complete once more,
Love,
Rhea
It was a pretty straightforward episode as far as Lost goes, a nice little warm-up to get the over-analyzing muscles working. After all, I'm out of practice. Anyone else think that the dress they made Kate wear was adorable? I mean, think about it. If any normal girl got dragged off by some mysterious and sinister people, she'd be wearing something pretty disgusting. But not Kate, OF COURSE. Kate gets to look cute, even when she's imprisoned, because THIS IS TELEVISION.
Also, props to the Others for that nice little gazebo. If I was a diabolical whatever-the-hell-they-really-are, I'd want a pretty gazebo on my diabolical island as well.
And finally, I know I wasn't the only one who hoped that Christian was the one boffing Sarah on the side. Soap-opera-ish, yes, but entertaining nonetheless. As it is, I have no clue who that guy was supposed to be but I dearly longed to pull every hair from Sarah's head for cheating on Jack with some shmuck. Honestly, if any woman is THAT stupid, there is no hope for the human race. Jack is a lovely man, even though he has a tendency towards assault and wears his supposedly sanitized scrubs outside the hospital.
Oh, and of course: what IS Henry Gale's real name? Who knows, but at least the man knows how to treat a woman. (And we're back on the dress--did he pick it out? Did Juliet? It was fantastic.)
ETA: OMGWTF. I just realized that the stuff I hid behind the cut didn't show up because I'm a fucking n00b.
Dear Lost,
I missed you over the summer. Your absence created a void in my life. Without you, I was forced to take things at face value. I stopped looking for the numbers in everyday existence. I stopped trying to spot Others in the backgrounds of movies and other TV shows. I even stopped--just for a few weeks, mind you--trying to make anagrams out of Henry Gale's name. But now that you're back, my life is complete once more,
Love,
Rhea
It was a pretty straightforward episode as far as Lost goes, a nice little warm-up to get the over-analyzing muscles working. After all, I'm out of practice. Anyone else think that the dress they made Kate wear was adorable? I mean, think about it. If any normal girl got dragged off by some mysterious and sinister people, she'd be wearing something pretty disgusting. But not Kate, OF COURSE. Kate gets to look cute, even when she's imprisoned, because THIS IS TELEVISION.
Also, props to the Others for that nice little gazebo. If I was a diabolical whatever-the-hell-they-really-are, I'd want a pretty gazebo on my diabolical island as well.
And finally, I know I wasn't the only one who hoped that Christian was the one boffing Sarah on the side. Soap-opera-ish, yes, but entertaining nonetheless. As it is, I have no clue who that guy was supposed to be but I dearly longed to pull every hair from Sarah's head for cheating on Jack with some shmuck. Honestly, if any woman is THAT stupid, there is no hope for the human race. Jack is a lovely man, even though he has a tendency towards assault and wears his supposedly sanitized scrubs outside the hospital.
Oh, and of course: what IS Henry Gale's real name? Who knows, but at least the man knows how to treat a woman. (And we're back on the dress--did he pick it out? Did Juliet? It was fantastic.)
ETA: OMGWTF. I just realized that the stuff I hid behind the cut didn't show up because I'm a fucking n00b.