First I watched Angels & Demons. Wasn't planned. Just did. And that movie is intense 100% of the time o_o. It's been a long time since I watched something like that. Ewan in a dress!
Then my great friend decided to drop me an sms while I was out and unable to watch the season finale of Grey's Anatomy. IT WAS A SPOILER.
I nearly fainted.
And then I rushed home to catch Grey's. While I was watching, someone disturbed me!
I have an ethos: disturb me during Grey's and I'll stick a scalpel in you.
But I managed to watch my show anyway and since I got spoilt, in such a horribly way, whatever happening in the build up was enjoyed as much until the outcome came. That was really shit man. Seriously.
AND THE ENDING. OMFG.
I shall not commit any crime of spoiling people out there.
Except that it wasn't an ending but a huge chunk of cliffhanger stuff to take to season 6. Which airs in the fall. It's like I'll past the entire summer transfer window first. And a long period of no football.
Withdrawal will kick in.
And so today. With Arshavin in the mix of things for tonight's game, it's going to be another intense night don't ya think? Unless the boys do not rise to the occasion. Let's hope Arsha's bashing of the boys to the media after the Chelsea game did have a good effect.
I want to get a heart attack tonight. Please deliver.
Labels: Andrei Arshavin, Man Utd, what kind of fuckery is this
A Little Drunken Madness @ 11:43 AM