Dear Jenny,
I feel really bad for our friend Seth Cohen. I've been mostly annoyed with him lately (read "all this season, last season even more so, and especially during the whole Oliver debacle, over which I have still not gotten"), but I'm sorry that he did not get into the only university to which he applied. (How weird was it that everyone seemed to have applied to just one school apiece?) It was especially crappy of Brown to mail his rejection letter in an enormous envelope. I remember when I was applying to colleges: you could tell as soon as you opened the mailbox, based on how large or thick the envelope was, whether you had gotten in or not. Is that not true anymore? You spend more time with young people than I do, so you might know.
I wonder if Seth was as disappointed as I was to see that Sandy is still embroiled in that Matt/hospital storyline. Seeing Jeff Hephner's name among the guest star cards was the equivalent of the thin envelope from your back-up school (that would be SUNY Binghamton in my case). I am incredulous that we have not yet wrapped this whole business up. It looks like we have at least another week of it, too. I wish the writers would do what they did last season, in "The Rainy Day Women," and just kill everything that doesn't work, in a single episode. Have Matt, that hospital prick, the entire Newport Group for all I care, walk up to the Cohen house one by one to announce, "This just isn't working out. I'm moving to Indianapolis to try to reunite with my mother, Bonnie Franklin. Have a good life."
The writers sure didn't waste any time ushering Nikki Reed off the stage. Oh, wait. They did. Wasn't Sadie about to leave last week? What was the point of building an entire other episode around whether or not she and Ryan have a future?
What did you think about that crazy outfit Marissa was wearing for most of the episode? It was like she was heading to a costume party, dressed as Cognitive Dissonance: short jacket over long smock, over -- were those leggings? I confess I shut down around the point where she tucked the stolen cash into her weird yet appropriate motorcycle boots. Maybe the whole mess had something to do with how Volchok is a bad influence on her. I noticed that he was wearing unfashionably wide-legged jeans while wandering around without his shirt, not shaving.
Love,
-- Pete
P.S. This is at least tangentially related: a Slate article about the dangers of romantic relationships on mostly non-romantic shows. It's relevant to why I was so sick of Seth last season. Totally unrelated: a fairly astute observation about the Luke-Lorelai relationship on Gilmore Girls.
P.P.S. Thanks for the birthday wishes. For the record, though, I'm 29, not 44 or whatever you said. If I look older than my age, it might be because certain senior cousins I won't name keep interrupting my beauty sleep with late-night phonecalls.
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