Friday, September 22, 2006

Anatomy of Me---A Sad Sack Grey's Addict

OK, confession time. I’m one of those sad sacks who is completely addicted to Grey’s Anatomy.

I love it. Since it’s about smart people, it’s not really a soap opera, right? Of course not. I’m learning about surgery. I know all about CTs and gigantor tumors. It's educational. Oh, who am I kidding? Do I care about all the Whipple procedure or stand-still operations? Hell no. I wanna know about Meredith and McDreamy and sneak in a good cry when no one’s looking.

I am pathetic.

I’m not like this. I don’t like TV. I don’t even have cable, but I want to hook it up so that I won’t miss a single moment of the high times at Seattle Grace.

It’s humiliating.

Just read this recap of last night’s season premiere:

Despite all that emotion, the show's writers seemed determined to keep last season's romantic plots from turning the episode into pure soap opera. They reminded us that this is, in fact, a medical drama by throwing both the plague and a dying baby into the mix.

They needed the plague AND a dying baby to make sure that it didn’t devolve into pure schmaltz.

No wonder I’ve never done anything with my life. I’m a secret sad sack soap addict.


Before Girl said...

There is a hysterical spoof of this show on last week's "Best Week Ever" on VH-1. If it's running in rerun this week, definitely check it out-it's the first spoof. I think you can find out when else it's playing this week, either on Yahoo or Vh-1's website. I hope you get to see it.

Sassy Sundry said...

THAT was funny. Thank you. Oh dear. I loved Doc on the Love Boat. Seems kind of pervy, considering I was seven and he was, like, seventy, but oh well.

Sassy Sundry said...

Other sad sacks lamenting their addiction: