David Shore destroyed the periodic table, because he only recognizes the element of surprise.

May 19, 2008 22:00

I had one of those terrible near-to self-pitying days that slowly and agonizingly strips away at your self confidence until it's in little tiny shreds and pieces. No thanks to my mother, of course. But more on this later.

Being resourceful little me, I thought I'd calm down to a nice night of television, put my homework aside, take a bit of a mental rest. Eat a peach or something.

So yes. I watched the House MD Season finale.

I thought it was going to be entertaining, I don't know, funny.

Jesuschrist.

I don't think I've cried like that for a tv show for a very, very long time. And maybe this is highly biased because 1. This House MD is one of my top favorite shows so I can't not react emotionally towards it and 2. My current state of mind and being which is a far cry from chipper to be honest. But all that aside - heck guys. Not to mention, all the music that played in this episode was on my ipod which really didn't help sooth the violent wrenching of my heartstrings.

(Then, I scooted back into TiVo and watched last week's installment of Bones in hopes of cheering myself up with an uplifting storyline where the good guys win and there is much subtle hilarity and maybe, if I got lucky, some cute, heart-warming moments too. My heart needed the warming. But for those who have already watched it and who already know - THAT WENT WELL, DIDN'T IT. *Despair*)

i'd hit that (with a truck), series: bones, post-traumatic tv disorder, series: house

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