Okay, that's it. My shows are over for the summer.
My first thought is that they hate me. My favorite Bones character is a psycho serial killer, and is gone from the show. I was just getting to adore the Amber thing on House, and they knock her off.
My second, and most prominant thought is -- that's it. I'm done for the year. I'm going to remain a quivering, whimpering, sobbing ball of human remains until the fall season. Possibly forever, I'm not sure yet. Seriously. After Bones I gave up my nightly workout (I jog, do crunches, etc while watching my night shows -- I never miss my shows, so I never miss my workouts), being too overwraught to keep it up. After House I was red-faced, snot-dripping, full-out bawling.
I still haven't come to terms with these tragedies, as of yet. Perhaps time can help me deal with these wounds. ^^;;
_Morgan_