I'm not psychic--although I DID correctly predict that my allergies today would be so overwhelmingly terrible that I'd be unable to hold my head up by late afternoon, although that's less of a sixth sense than it is a regrettably consistent pattern--but I have a feeling I know exactly what we'll all be doing tomorrow afternoon: watching General Hospital feeling a potent mixture of discomfort, confusion and mild disgust, because the end of today's show was just one long bad touch*.
"Sure, sure", the writers said. "People say they want steamy romance, but what they really mean by that is dysfunction and randomness and a thick layer of what we in the biz call ick."
I'm incredibly uncomfortable.
*Okay, it was almost entirely a bad touch. It's just that something about AJ and Carly together is disturbingly compelling. I CAN'T EXPLAIN IT. They are gross and dysfunctional and yet...I think it's that Sean Kanan just has chemistry with everyone and everything he comes into contact with. He was even eyeing up that crystal decanter all flirtatious-like. But the rest of it? BAD TOUCH. New Lulu (NuLu?) and Milo were so random and awkward together that it was like...well, it was like watching someone I don't know kiss a mannequin and that's not a comparison as much as it's a description because really, Drew Cheetwood means well, but come on. And Liz and Nikolas are so ew that I'd have much rather the writers completely pretend like that particular dark period of GH history never happened, much like they'll have to do when Roger Howarth and Co. return after a few weeks away as totally new people. If John McBain never happened, Nik and Liz never happened!