Sail on, Huddy, sail on.
*sobs*
I was watching with my mother, which was lucky, for otherwise I would have been a large blubbering mess.
That was just the most depressing thing ever.
Wilson. Poor, poor, poor Wilson.
Thirteen having Huntington's = SUCK. I was angry. I'm madly in love with her.
Please don't hate House, Wilson. He loves you.
I did appreciate the deepening of House's character--so the belief that he cares about people doesn't just come from blind faith and too many fanfics. And he doesn't want to be miserable anymore. Can't he still be his standard arrogant douchebag self without being miserable? Please, please, please. (Again, reading too many fanfics affects my view, I feel.)
And in the most depressing episode ever, they managed to throw in one beautiful, bright shining star--Cuddy curled into a chair next to House's bed, heels tossed to the side, holding on to him as she slept. Must find screencaps. It begs for a post-ep fic, and one will come soon enough.
Basically, I really liked it, and I appreciate not being able to wait for next season without a "OMG WHAT'S GOING TO HAPPEN?!"
Super good episode, if y'all haven't seen it yet. Watch it. Now.
Detroit Red Wings FTW!
I am officially going *everywhere* this summer. Next weekend I'm headed to D.C. for Nationals Science Olympiad. The week/weekend after I'm going to visit my boy in Ithaca. <3 So happy for that. And then June 22 it's out to Denver. I'm visiting for the last bit of Coast Guard (and my boy should be coming then too) and then back to Denver, then finally out to Portland. Should be love.
I want a digital camera so I can do Deb's meme. I'm sure I'd hate it by the end, but oh wells. I don't have the camera anyway.
I thought I told you to go watch House!