I’m only a few hours past having seen the grand season finale of The Blacklist and I’m already jonesing for the next episode. I have no idea how I’m supposed to make it till September and the return of Red and Lizzie.
(It doesn’t exactly help that precisely every last one of the shows I’m keeping up with are nearing their season finales. I’m guessing it stems from some ancient and no longer practised tradition of us actually going outside during Summer instead of watching tv, but two tears in a bucket, you can’t make me!)
The worst part about it being over, finito, done-zo for the season, is that I have so many theories – and even a few questions! – that I have no one to
subject to discuss with. No. One. Because no one else is as addicted dedicated as I am.