Too Much to Do!

It's already Friday. Four days after the last episode of Greek. And it took me until last night to watch the episode. I also had to watch the second episode of Glee, and the second season premiere of 90210. And I'm trying to sit through the new Melrose Place, but it is so painfully melodramatic, that not even Kostos' adorable spooning with Jessica Lucas (from Life as We Know it, She's the Man, and like two episodes of 90210) can make it watchable. Like seriously, as soon as Ashlee Simpson (apparently Simpson-Wentz now) shrieked, I couldn't help but cringe. And I am someone who managed to sit through Confessions of a Teenage Drama Queen, so that's saying a lot.

My point is that there has been crazy amounts of tv and premiere week is stressing me out! But I can't believe I'm complaining about it, because few things make me happier than the return of all my favorite shows. I am dying to write about 90210 and about Glee, but I have pledged my allegiance to Greek, and here I am to bring about my weekly Greekap.

Rusty and Jordan have still not had sex. It's weird for tv couples to wait this long to have sex, but I think that it's pretty normal in reality, so I'm proud of Justy for holding off.

I can't exactly say the same for Dale, who is totally miserable post-coitus. He is trying to seek penance in any way possible, including a potential conversion to Catholicism. Cappie sticks by him the whole time, trying to take his mind off of their "shared girl," Casey. I'm sorry, but Dale's casual insistence that he and Casey had something together legit cracks me up. And dear Cappie just goes along with it.

One of the ways that Cappie and Dale try to distract themselves is through their little book club. I really appreciate that they never say the title, My Sister's Keeper, and just expect you to know that the Jodi Picault book where one girl doesn't want to give up her kidney is in fact My Sister's Keeper. I think I'm into Jodi Picault lately. I read the aforementioned My SIster's Keeper (and saw the painfully sad/painfully bad movie) and The Pact and really loved them both. Cappie is too, since he clearly finished reading the book, as he gave away the ending! I actually couldn't believe it. It's okay to give away the ending to The Sixth Sense at this point, because it came out 9 years ago and the entire universe has seen it if they wanted to, but My Sister's Keeper has managed to keep its ending fairly unknown. So tsk tsk, Cappie. You should know better.

I guess the main thing of the episode was the whole Rebecca telling Ashleigh about kissing Fisher/Hunter/Gatherer thing. Rebecca was hilariously clueless the entire time. Like she is so new at this whole friendship thing, that she sort of just makes it up as she goes along. Like when she tells Ashleigh that Casey knew about the indescretion, just so that she can share the blame with someone else. It was great. Also, when Ashleigh forgave Casey and they hugged it out, and Rebecca asked if they were making up yet. It was brilliant.

I wasn't into the whole father/daughter storyline. It didn't make much sense to me that ZBZ would have a weekend just for their fathers. It also didn't make sense that the dads would play football against random frat guys that they don't know. Apparently Casey and her dad (obviously named Russell, because why else would anyone call their son Rusty?) worked out their issues, when he said that he cares about her, but it was still pretty awkward and wasn't very sentimental, so I'm just going to ignore it.

Evan is seriously not a character any more. The show needs to come up with some plotlines for him if they want to keep him a regular.

If I have time, I totally want to write about those other shows. I want to complain about Silver's newfound acceptance into the Mean Girls. And I want to talk about how gorgeous Adrianna is.