So. Didja see that earth-shattering, mind-numbing, tissue-box-emptying, why-God-why-ing episode of Grey’s Anatomy last night? If your answer was “no,” geddoutta here—you either need to go watch it (although it has to have been spoiled for you already, considering the episode fallout pretty much broke the internet) or you need to go do something else, as this blog post probably is not for you.
Or maybe it is. Because I don’t want to talk about the episode where (do I have to say “spoiler alert” at this point?) the hunka-hunka-burning-brain-surgeon Derek Shepherd dies. I want to talk about the fallout. Read the rest of this entry