LOST spoilers!
What the holy fuck? Just when I was getting ambivalent about Ana Lucia too. "Oh, maybe I don't hate her all that much. Yeah, she's kind of like Kate Lite, but she's okay. La la la." Bang. And then Libby?! I hope Ana's the one who's dead. Yeah, Libby got two in her, but she was also carrying something in front of her, so maybe she's rescuscitatable. If that's not a word, it...aw hell, I know it's not a word.
I cannot believe Sawyer forgot about the gun just because he got his rocks off. He is clearly LOSING HIS TOUCH. WTF Mr. "I Can Pull the Long Con" YOU JUST GOT CONNED.
Way to fucking teamkill, Michael.
Also, House totally said "Interweb" tonight. I gave a little squee of geekiness. And I totally called what the little girl was doing. Does that make me a filthy person? Also (this is not a spoiler because everyone knows it) Wilson is so...what's the male equivalent of pussywhipped? Cockslapped? That can't be right. But whatever the proper term is, Wilson is it. House owns him.
My meeting with my thesis advisor went pretty well, even though I had to skip Latin to draft up the prospectus. Only now I'm supposed to have my final draft done by next Wednesday. And there's a six-hundred-page new bio of Siegfried Sassoon that ain't gonna read itself. Plus I don't know nearly enough about Whitman. So this is going to be a fun week. BUT! Clones on Friday! Also MI3. I hate that a half-second shot of Jonathan Rhys-Meyers in sexy glasses is enough to get me to go see that movie. You know what would be really cool? If Philip Seymour Hoffman really did blow up Tom Cruise's head, and then Jonathan Rhys-Meyers became the new agent. That would be hot.
EDIT: Sorry if anyone got spoiled in the last fifteen seconds. I screwed up the cut-tag. *facepalm*