So I happened to see that last night's Bones was a Wendell ep. Against my better judgment I tuned in.
For the first ten minutes all the bad in my day was erased. It was so fantastic. Wendell and Hodgins being BFFs! GETTING IN THE SAME CAR like they do it all the time! Just...the banter and the comraderie, it was obvious they spend a lot of time together. A LOT.
If I'd known it was all going to be a set-up for them to have what will no doubt be some horrible break-up when Hodgins finds out WENDELL FUCKED ANGELA I would have turned the TV off after the scene at the car.
I mean, seriously. Of all the possible scenarios I imagined, this one was so far off my radar I just...I never. Let's set aside my loathing for Angela for a second. The fact remains that Wendell sleeping with her is pretty out of character. I mean, sure, he's more comfortable around there now, but he's still pretty committed to hanging on to his scholarship. Not that there are any rules (that get enforced, anyway) at the Jeffersonian, but one would expect him to err on the side of caution after he almost did lose his scholarship during his last rotation.
I am never watching that show again, is what I'm saying. And I was so proud of Jack for turning Angela down! I thought, "Aw, he's happy finally! He met someone who makes him feel good about himself! Go Jack!" And then. THEN.
Ugh. I feel a little nauseous every time I think about it. I thought the Bones writers were on our side, but here they've been setting us up all along for an epic heartbreak. Thanks a fucking lot, writers. Like I needed any more heartbreak in my life right now.
I should have just gone to bed early. Or caught up on V, which I haven't had a chance to watch yet. And do you know I FORGOT that CSI was on last night? Yesterday was a really long day. I can only pray today is better.