All I needed was one good thing tonight, Grey's Anatomy. One. Good. Thing. Is that so hard? Seriously? Like I'm not stressed and sad enough moving, you have to add to the pain. It's not fun anymore, guys. And if you're no fun anymore, you're one smoke monster away from being Lost and one torture scene from being 24, and I can't take anymore!
At least the f-ing Sox knew what to do and won both games of their doubleheader. Now if only Eric Hinske could talk to the Grey's writers about taking one for the team and bringing the joy.
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