I have a bad habit of looking forward to Wednesday episodes of General Hospital--
Let me clarify that: I don't mean that I actually look forward to Wednesday episodes of General Hospital as if I am expecting them to actually be good. If I ever make a statement like that, please alert a medical professional because it means that I have obviously been afflicted with amnesia and have time-traveled back to 1998! This is more possible than you'd think, because I hit my head an awful lot. But what I do mean is that I don't completely dread them because I know that, in between the scenes with Sonny or Michael or the Michael/Mafia drama or the Mafia/Michael drama, Wednesday shows also feature brief glimpses of the show's beleaguered supporting cast, and who doesn't like to see them?
Well, as it turns out, I don't like to see them! Because they are HUGELY IRRITATING, UNSYMPATHETIC, POORLY WRITTEN, [INSERT NEGATIVE, ALL CAPS DESCRIPTION OF YOUR LIKING HERE]. YES, PATRICK AND ROBIN, I AM GLARING AT YOU, ALL YELL-Y LIKE.
Many of the posts in the Serial Drama archives are like mash notes written to Patrick and Robin, and Patrick and Robin the romantic pairing. We loved them. To the point where we were routinely accused of being fangurls (am I correct in assuming that this is worse than being a fangirl? If Dwight Schrute is right and r is among the most menacing of sounds, it seems like "u" is among the most derisive of letters).
But nothing lasts forever, not cold November rain or adorable soap couples.