Meredith Grey Monologuism

I’ve changed my religion on Facebook. I’m no longer Jewish or Atheist Jew, and I no longer believe in bagels. Because I have officially converted to Meredith Grey Monologuism. And I will tell you exactly why. Just like sermons at church, and even horoscopes, the advice she gives at the end of each episode is so universally delicious, that anyone can relate. This week had break-ups, make-ups, and meth heads. Honestly, I was worried they wouldn’t be able to trump Izzie’s saving of a deer, but lo and behold! I am always proven wrong when it comes to syndicated television.

Speaking of, anyone watch last night’s Gossip Girl? It’s unfortunate that Schwartz’s new television shows had to be split between the CW and NBC and the one that is way better (in my humble opinion) ended up on the not-as-universal CW. But no matter. Serena is seemingly the only non-evil blonde on television these days (I can’t help but shudder at the thought of toe-heads because of Spencer fucking Pratt now). I was thrown onto a roller coaster of emotion with all of Blair’s bitchiness. We hate her, don’t we? Well, it’s sort of up in the air now because of the last scene. Tears were a-flowin… and not just on the screen.

Anyway, here is this week’s ending monologue from Grey’s Anatomy:

The thing about addiction is it never ends well. Because the thing that was getting us high stops feeling good and starts to hurt. Still, they say you don’t kick the habit ’til you hit rock bottom. But how do you know that you’re there? Because no matter how badly a thing is hurting us, sometimes letting it go hurts even worse.