Glee Valentine's Day Vomit

So... I watched Glee. I don't know if I'm just annoyed with it because I'm really sick and feel like garbage or if it annoyed me because of my usual Valentine's Day cynicism. Perhaps it's neither. Perhaps I was annoyed because the episode was annoying.

Loved the songs though. Whitney was unfortunately timely... but such a good song! I think it's one of those songs that is truly timeless.

Finn and Rachel. WHEN WILL THE MADNESS END?!?! That whole storyline is just bugging me. We all know it's not going to work. Why don't they? I'm sick of watching it. But, because Quinn said no and Kurt said no, it's going to go on and on and on and on. Flog it 'til it's dead right? Rachel's parents (I thought one of them was black?) should use parental disapproval to put a stop to this clearly ridiculous situation. It's honest, it makes you think and probably 8 times out of 10, it will be effective. Yes, I just made up that statistic. Side Note: One of my guilty pleasures is Faberry fanfiction, and I thought it was hilarious that Rachel's parents had the two most popular names I've seen in fanfiction. Do the creators/writers of Glee read fanfiction? If so, I beg them to see sense.

My attention is now turning to the renewal of the Kurt/Blaine/David triangle particularly since Blaine and Sebastian seem to have some weird relationship that is ongoing but unexplained. Although, having rock salt thrown at him may resolve that... whatever it is. I'm thinking that something awful is going to happen to David at the hands of the douchy jock guy from the restaurant. As awful as he was, I think the poor guy's been through enough. I'm not really a fan of that kind of karma.

Sugar... why is she there again? Does she have a purpose other than to irritate me? And I'm pretty sure that people with Aspergers aren't aware that they've said or done something that is socially incorrect. So knock it off... self diagnosis. She bugs me. Flighty, high pitched, whiner... Though, since the Irish guy's purpose is unknown to me, I suppose they make a decent couple. Out of interest, how did Artie rig up Sugar's locker? I'm assuming that giving his... limited reach, that he had someone help him?

Oh! And how could I forget! Santana and Brittany! Finally! I squeal girlshly at them and scowl at Figgins. And I'm happy that they acknowledged the incredible amount of Finchel (gross) and fantastically limited amount of Brittana. MORE BRITTANA! It was lovely. Santana was so cute. And weirdly supportive of Rachel. I'm choosing not to hold that against her. She made me smile.

As a side note, Simon the gay apostle made me laugh. Great reasoning behind that one Mercedes. I laughed and it hurt, but it was worth it.

What else...  Not much else. I'm not feeling well, I'm tired, my nose is burning, it feels like my throat is on fire and collapsing at the same time. Good times. I think I'm going to read a bit before passing out.

Lauren.