OMG Denny Duquette is dead and I'm SO sick of him! I used to really like the Denny thing; it was actually somewhat interesting how his death affected Izzie, and it had the potential to actually make Izzie an interesting character. But this whole "Is he a ghost or guardian angel or figment of my crazy imagination or a brain tumor" thing is stupid and badly conceived for a hospital drama. I was already kind of meh when Meredith had the near-death experience with Denny in it, and when Izzie was seeing him randomly around the place, but then the ghost!sex began and it was just dumb. I don't know exactly what it is that makes me loathe the idea of it so much, but it's severely hampering my enjoyment of the show.
Admittedly I haven't really been enjoying Grey's all that much lately. Hardly any of the main characters actually appeal to me anymore, and I spend much of the time yelling at the tv screen for them to not be complete and total idiots. (Yes, I'm one of those people who thinks that you can influence a show by yelling at the characters. Pray for me, please.) I'm still hooked on it but I don't really know why anymore. At least with a show like Lost I'm still watching because I'm desperately curious to figure out what the hell is going on (and I hate myself every time I watch an episode), but here there isn't even really a compelling secret or something to keep me here. Just a lot of ridiculous drama and now ghost!sex.
Although I am LOVING Mary McDonnell on the show so far. It's interesting having an actual socially handicapped doctor around, as opposed to the socially INEPT. I hope Dr. President Roslin sticks around. And that Denny dies for good. SOON.