I'm sick, tired and impatient with my television.
I actually said - out loud - "Oh, just make out already!" very grumpily. Because I apparently don't have time for them to beat around the bush.
I'm really tired of self-sacrificing women. (EDIT: WAIT. I KIND OF ASSUMED SHE'S STABBED HER OWN KIDNEY ON PURPOSE. BUT APPARENTLY I MIGHT BE WRONG? WAS IT SOME KIND OF FREAK ACCIDENT?) Man, that ghost was so terrible to kill her sister like that. Revenge and love aren't terribly compatible, are they?
MANNEQUINS ARE SCARY.
Sam had some great one-liners with that dude. I particularly liked "It's a ghost, coming to kill you for being a dick." Sam Winchester, straightforward.
I wish the kid who plays Ben could act.
I actually felt kind of moved by the Dean and Lisa scene in the kitchen, and by their simultaneous shouting at Ben. It was touching. I was like "Oh, good for you show, making their connection feel genuine and organic for once." AND THEN THERE WAS THE CHEESY MUSICAL MONTAGE. Totally ruined my moment. I also enjoy how they tried to make Dean and Lisa's love look epic, using a musical montage made up primarily of footage from an earlier musical montage. I'm not saying Dean/Lisa's impossible, I'm just saying Show did not do it well.
I wish Lisa and her doctor well.
HAHA CANONICAL CONFIRMATION THAT DEAN IS SEXUALLY ATTRACTED TO HIS CAR, Y/Y?
Can I just say, I don't think sex dolls / Real Dolls are creepy? Seems no more artificial than a lot of the other ways people cope with tough stuff in their lives. We make our own meaning for things, you know? I don't like to judge.
Aww, how awkward must it have been for that dude when his friends were like "Let's play a prank on this girl by making her secret admirer a doll!" and he's like... "Ummm...yeah...that's totally...hilarious." *shifty eyes*
THAT WHOLE SCENE AT THE END WAS BEAUTIFUL. WORK ON YOUR CARS TOGETHER ALWAYS, MY PRETTIES. SAY THINGS ABOUT SAVING PEOPLE AND HAVING EACH OTHER'S BACKS. ALSO, SAM SAID THANK YOU! THEIR BAD LUCK IS OFFSET BY THEIR LOVE. THAT SAID, JUST MAKE OUT ALREADY, DAMMIT. I totally yelled that at my computer screen and I am not ashamed.
This is the season of my undying Wincest.
BE MY VALENTINE.
NEXT WEEK MAKES ME ANXIOUS.
Now, go read some femmeslash, people!