Oh, sure. I start watching Everwood again and the season finale is next week. And I suspect from the preview that I don't have much longer to love Andy in.
Not that they said it directly in the previews, of course, but we're not stupid. So Madison's either pregnant or thinks she is, huh? And believe me, I practiced that blase reaction. Well, maybe not so much, but had I had access to post last night, it would've been a long blast of garbled shock. Due to the fiasco with my friend and bastard ex-manager, I am apparently a bit sensitive to the idea of unexpected pregnancies right now. When I realized the implications of the preview, my jaw dropped and I seriously felt the same way I would have if a bucket of ice water had been dumped over my head. (Except, you know, drier.) Of course, my friend's situation is the exact opposite of the one on the show, inasmuch as I'm on different sides here. Why exactly I'm so angry at Andy insisting that Ephram not know I can't say, when I was the one going, "Don't tell him, are you crazy?" a month ago. Of course there is the minor issue of how Ephram is a good kid who will want to do the right thing, whatever he would think that to be, whereas Kevin is the asshole of assholes who thinks only of himself and his convenience, and doesn't having a kid put a hole in his plans to coast through life! (Of course, my friend also made the following exceedingly good point: "Child support." "Oh, right. Tell him. You have to tell him." I do not envy her having to struggle with this jerk for the next eighteen years. Why oh why couldn't she have gotten drunk and had an ill-considered one night stand with one of her guy friends? That would work out better for everyone!)
And I've just lost any and all track of what I was saying, because I'm not clear myself on my own thoughts, and should probably wait to bitch until after the episode, anyway. Which I will be waiting for anxiously.
Not that they said it directly in the previews, of course, but we're not stupid. So Madison's either pregnant or thinks she is, huh? And believe me, I practiced that blase reaction. Well, maybe not so much, but had I had access to post last night, it would've been a long blast of garbled shock. Due to the fiasco with my friend and bastard ex-manager, I am apparently a bit sensitive to the idea of unexpected pregnancies right now. When I realized the implications of the preview, my jaw dropped and I seriously felt the same way I would have if a bucket of ice water had been dumped over my head. (Except, you know, drier.) Of course, my friend's situation is the exact opposite of the one on the show, inasmuch as I'm on different sides here. Why exactly I'm so angry at Andy insisting that Ephram not know I can't say, when I was the one going, "Don't tell him, are you crazy?" a month ago. Of course there is the minor issue of how Ephram is a good kid who will want to do the right thing, whatever he would think that to be, whereas Kevin is the asshole of assholes who thinks only of himself and his convenience, and doesn't having a kid put a hole in his plans to coast through life! (Of course, my friend also made the following exceedingly good point: "Child support." "Oh, right. Tell him. You have to tell him." I do not envy her having to struggle with this jerk for the next eighteen years. Why oh why couldn't she have gotten drunk and had an ill-considered one night stand with one of her guy friends? That would work out better for everyone!)
And I've just lost any and all track of what I was saying, because I'm not clear myself on my own thoughts, and should probably wait to bitch until after the episode, anyway. Which I will be waiting for anxiously.