There are people that I sincerely just don’t like. For one reason or another, I find these individuals annoying and wouldn’t be too upset if they were to move to Kazakhstan. In fact, I’d give them a fuzzy wool hat with ear flaps to keep them warm during the cold eastern European winters. Bon Voyage amigo!
That said, someone has been irking me since last night. To the point where I’ve been thinking about how much I vehemently dislike her (Not as much as this line cutting dumbass, who doesn’t know how to count votes. But I’m not bitter.), that I feel the need to dedicate an entire post to her. Not only for my own enjoyment of kicking some anorexic looking whore while she’s down, but also because it is imperative that I find out whether or not others feel the same. Am I alone in my detest for this woman or are there others out there who feel like she should be put to death.
I suppose I should let you all in on who the culprit is: Meredith-fucking-Grey. I can’t stand her and I wish I could like her and cheer for her to get into Patrick Dempsey’s pants, but I just can’t. I mean the mere thought of she who cannot be named, lest you want me to go into a long tirade about why people should eat and be less whiney-puts me into- well- a long tirade. The thing is that I can watch those around her. Oooh the Izzy, Alex saga continues. Thankfully George doesn’t have syphilis this time! Addison has poison oak on her cooch, poor thing. And the list goes on and on. But with Meredith, well we’ll put it this way. Remember, during the Code Black episode, when the surgeon tells her that when people blow up, it’s referred to as “pink mist”? Well, I was kind of hoping that the ever anemic Dr. Grey, would turn into pink mist. I detest her.
When I’m drunk and watching her whine about her karma or some such shit, I yell at her to eat a god damn sandwich! Just like that. But with more of a shout and less of me pounding my fingers into the keyboard. Every week, I think that maybe I could learn to like her more, you know, give her a spin if you will; instead of focusing on just those around her. It never fails, that week after week, she makes me want to gouge my eyes out. So what if I tend to be made to feel that way by a lot of people. The point is that she irks me. And really she shouldn’t because, HELLO! She’s not a real person. God, this isn’t going anywhere. I mean I could spend the next 12 hours writing about how much I dislike her, but it won’t get me anywhere. She won’t just go away. And technically, if she was mysteriously kidnapped by a disgruntle former patient, never to be seen again until November sweeps, then that would kind of ruin the show. And I like the show. I need more George and Dr. Bailey in my life.
Oh and McDreamy, if you ever get sick of lusting after stringy haired women who constantly pout and only have the ability to speak in a whine or really hyper fast; then give me a call.
*That quote is one that I still make fun of. “Pick me. Love me.” Gag me.