HOLY SHIT

[daniwithtea]

How dare you, Rob Thomas!
It's all interesting with the bus crash and Kendall/Priscilla and the Fitzpatricks and Weevil standing up for his gang and standing up for himself and then you drop a fucking bombshell, throwing a large naked gold man-shaped monkey wrench into LAST YEAR'S mystery?

"They found the murder weapon."
WTF Mate?
It's not the ashtray, it's Aaron Echolls' fucking Oscar with Lily's blood and DUNCAN'S HAIR?!?!?!?!!?
Duncan, who is traipsing about Mexico taking care of the baby and didn't kill Lily, godmanit, because that's over! It was Aaron, the sick bastard, who tried to kill Ronnie and Keith and...and...

So. Not. Cool.

Breathing in. Breathing out. Breathing is good.

And then, of course, as I'm sitting here freaking the fuck out, I can't explain to Mer why I'm freaking the fuck out without explaining (a very short version) everything from the very beginning, with the fab four and Lily and Aaron and Veronica and Logan and why Aaron's in jail and why Weevil isn't a PCHer anymore and why Duncan's hair on Lily's blood on Aaron's Oscar in the Kane's back yard is so, so, so bad. And about Meg, and the baby, and the bus crash, and Duncan's fits, and...and...and. And "what is she doing on this show?" she says when Kendall/Priscilla/Cordelia walks out of Liam's car.

No, I'm not wrapped up in this show. Nope, not at all.

Only 3 shows left this season? To wrap up the bus crash, and the Logan/Veronica tension, and the fucking oscar thing? There had better be a third season. My life wouldn't be right if I wasn't screaming "fuck!" at the TV every week.

And, to have a fangirlish squee moment, Logan and his "is any of this at all relevant?" So cute.

I need to go to bed now. Seriously. There are many things in this world that I would accept hockey as a substitution for, but VM just isn't one of them. This 10:30 shit has got to stop.