Hmmm... so last night's Lost was kind of a let-down. We've had about four GREAT episodes in a row, so I should have known that it wouldn't last forever. Not much happened. Did anything happen last night, beyond a cat-fight and some mud wrestling?
Kick-ass-Jack of Season 1 & 3 has once again been replaced by whimpering-stupid-Jack of Season 2. Grrr. HATE that. And Juliet is Ana Lucia all over again. Did we really need another unsympathetic outcast on craphole island? Am I supposed to hate her? I think I'm supposed to feel sorry for her... Let's hope she gets "written out" in the season finale.
Forget last weeks' Lost theory. At this point, I'd really, really prefer to be completely wrong. Sayid may be the only character I don't hate at the moment. Oh, and Desmond, of course. He's just so darn cute, pensive and Scottish.
Hmm...I would LOVE for zombified Christian Shephard to come rampaging through camp, eating brains.
Why exactly do zombies eat brains, anyway? Who came up with that?
Hmmm... this little blizzard is making me cranky. I was planning on taking the kids to the butterfly exhibit at Frederick Meijer Gardens today. Didn't happen. Maybe next week? Ugh. I really hate Michigan sometimes.
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