I'm siiiiiiiiick. *whine* Stupid summer colds. My sinuses feel like they're stuffed with cotton balls soaked in Tabasco sauce. And I owe
mikijean an email and
carmen_sandiego beta comments, but it's all going to have to wait until my head clears up and I can think straight again.
On the bright side, the
Bones finale last night was Squeelicious! Angst, crying, hugging, protectiveness, jealousy, hurrah! Of all the finales I cared about, this one was probably the least disappointing. Okay, so I don't expect much from
Bones, so it doesn't have far to go to meet my expectations. The
Grey's Anatomy finale was kind of annoying,
West Wing was predictably meh, and
Veronica Mars had moments of brilliance tempered by some pretty disappointing problems. I don't even count
Gilmore Girls in the list of shows I care about any more.
Last night I watched
Lost for lack of anything better to do. It felt like I haven't missed anything in the weeks that have passed since I stopped watching--because almost NOTHING HAS HAPPENED to advance the plot in any way. This is why I stopped watching this show. Also the fact that it's essentially degenerated into a bunch of people yelling at each other on a beach and generally failing to interact or communicate in any meaningful or interesting ways.
( Mild spoilers for last night )