farewell to a friend

Well, I must for at least ten minutes devote this blog to the splendour and ingenious that is The O.C. Oh, great show called The O.C. you light up my Thursdays like a bright light in my dim sky. I love you. And I'm ashamed (well, not really) to say that if a man were to ever come into my life, I'd make him wait until an all-new episode of The O.C. was finished. That's how much you mean to me, The O.C. I hope you understand that. And Seth, Oh Seth, when my eyes first caught sight of you on that MTV series Undressed in one of those weird storylines, I knew....in the 3-episode span of that storyline...of course you'd come back in my life. And you did. In that other MTV series that played on Saturday nights...Now What. I thoroughly enjoyed your performance Seth, or should I say Adam Brody, and I wish they did not cancel that show, but it's for the best after all...because if that show had a successful run, as it would have if it wasn't so suddenly pulled from television, then there would be no O.C. So you see, it's fate. I <3 YOU.

I'm a realist, O.C. And I know this won't last forever, because nothing really does, but I will love you until the day they pull you off of television. And then my sky will return to it's original dimness...and stay that way...but for the twinkle on a Thursday night, when the memory of you crosses my mind.
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