|DO. NOT MESS WITH A SPENCER.|
It's 8pm on Saturday Night. I usually get the Surgery done by afternoon at the latest. Maybe it's because I have Monday off or maybe it's because I half-watched the show this week that I just don't care.
I don't even know if anyone is reading anymore! I hardly have time to check the comments.So--I'm flying by the seat of my pants on this.
I'm on a good "January Detox" (we do it every year) so lets have some oranges and a little veggie juice. Sad.
Jordan: Um...Liz, you recognize this guy?
Liz: Could be anyone, anyone ...I think he was watching Bloodline, kinda looks like Danny...
Dante: Do you think we're stupid?
Liz: Is that rhetorical?
Well, yes, mysterious phone caller...yes I understand. Yes... it should be exciting once we let people in on this. Yes...yes. Is it exciting now? Well..only when I drink that stash of Alexis' booze I hid.
Boy meets Girl. Girl meets boy. Chemistry.
He leaves the mob...he's in the mob...he leaves the mob...he's in the mob...
He loves her.
He tries to murder her...
He's suddenly the hero.
Welcome to Julexis 2.0.
I'm dead. I'm just a ghost.
So you see...I got to look at her boobies last night and...POOF! We are married!
OMG, Laura, I know we just talked about this when you were telling me Kevin fell on the ice but someone might have missed my angst about forgiving Franco, so let me explain it all again, ok?
SO, we can use hashtags to locate photos online?
YEP, do it all the time...
You know, #betterhairproducts #dogcages that sort of stuff.
See, I'm a really well known lawyer in town and I don't want anyone to know I ran over my ex-husband and put my grandson in danger...
Why would you go to General Hospial for a meeting then? Why not Mercy or ...Beecher's Corners?
Oh, they have more than one meeting in the county? Huh.
Finn, what are you doing?
Oh! Nothing...nothing...I um, was straightening the linens, yeah, that's it. Just tiding up. Nothing to see here. Nope.
Nate: Maybe if we got married in a surprise ceremony you'd cheer up?
No, that's not a zit...it's a tick!
HEY! I heard Claudette is dead!! Guess what? That means I can have my child back. Yes, my child. My daughter. Fruit of my egg. I am going to get full custody. Hear that? FULL. Yep. Ha ha. FULL. Custody of my daughter.
Let's toast to the best part of today's show!
So I'm stuck in this storage container and all I get is a lamp? It's not even from IKEA!
This week was good in the following ways:
^Bobbie read Nell for the bitch that she is. Good old fashioned soapnation right there.
^Nancy Lee Grahn kicked it with her desperation, anxiety, withdrawl, shame..
^There was an actual moose head
^Kin and Roger really are great together bullshitting at lunch about facebook and life in general.
This week was not so good in the following ways:
*It seems the Hammy Finn story is just snailing along. Geeze. The guy was a supposed addict when he came on. Then we take 5 months to find out he's dying. Then we take the time to 'find a cure' then Greenlee gets it. Then they take lizard cells and everyone is saved--only, nope--Hammy's addicted.
GOOD GRAVY STOP IT!!!!!!
*Naxie make me cry with boredom. Ditto Kiki and Dilly They've done nothing but eat, sit on a bus...eat...take a shower, kiss and eat.
BIG NOTE: Although NLG is doing wonderfully I can't let this chance pass to voice my displeasure on the story. Instead of having Alexis go though this with her family and friends....she's isolated in a house with the guy that tried to MURDER HER. And not half-assed fake type murder, nope-- we saw the savage way it was written. Great she went to AA this week but you know we'll get 1 or 2 scenes with "the girls" and then that will be done.
So that's the week. I mean GH certainly isn't bad right now and many people are enjoying the show. I'm just not really into any couple at the moment. I am continuing to be frustrated by the 2:2 and 2:3 people in a scene every damn day. I long for the time when characters flowed through the canvas and the town/hospital was alive with possibility.
OH: Prop of the week? Has to go to the Bubble Wrap...keeping my Franco warm in his storage unit of death.