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Still reeling from last night's ep. (Which is good. I may need it when the Buffy crackfest wank rolls around). LOST last night was the great kind of awesome awful. They ripped my heart out, stomped on it, and yet still left me hopeful that it will all work out in the end (and not in a desperate plea that maybe, somehow Joss Whedon will pull a crackfest out of the fire in the 11th hour [I'm not holding my breath. At this point I just expect the awful with no awesome]).
Anyway, I hee'd over the TWOP recap of last night's LOST because of this:
...nothing, nothing is all right right now, and I have a feeling that will remain par for the course until the finale on May 23. I hate you, Darlton. I hate your freaking sadistic guts!
And the recapper rates the episode an A+
Heh.
I think genre fans are willing masochists. :)