Glee owns my soul. No surprise there.
Last episode totally smashed my brain, too, and my crush on Chris Colfer has reached truly numbening heights. Like, youtube marathon stalking sessions heights. Where I sit and am adored by him putting on a really credible fake Russian accent with Cory or watch him swirl tiny swords around or just, seriously, the amount of one-liners, I don't even know how he does it.
Original Song owned me from the first three seconds. No spoilers, but it was like they'd looked inside my brain and inserted every possible joke I'd ever think was funny into one episode. I was almost puking from laughter from five seconds in and continously. And the songs! Piiiiiiink! Maroon 5! Hell To The No! Big Ass Heart! Trouty Mouth omg! Loser Like Me!
And here I thought they'd never top Sexy.
Which also, if Mike O'Malley doesn't get an Emmy next year, it's only because the Emmy jury have very very short memories and don't remember Sexy.
Chris Colfer, seriously. If he were an animal, he'd be a unicorn.
And I'm grateful that Darren Criss is not impressing me a super huge amount as a stage actor, only in front of a camera (which really really really likes him), because otherwise, he'd just be annoyingly awesome. When did
cheesy become so brill? I mean,
look at him.
I don't know if I even have to mention Lea Michele,
because (oops, bonus Colfer)
really.
Lea.