Grey's Anatomy

Comes on tonight, and I have to admit it's my guilty pleasure. It also makes me miserably introspective. It also convinces me that I'm a big girl.

I can seriously sit and watch that show, and (barring the ridiculousness of the "medicine" they depict) get totally lost in a world that I can really identify with. Sleeping with co-workers, getting dumped for someone else, random hookups that come back to haunt you, and most of all, falling incredibly hard for someone, just to be a little disappointed, but no less in love with them.

Here you go:

Dr. Meredith Grey: Okay, here it is, your choice... it's simple, her or me, and I'm sure she is really great. But Derek, I love you, in a really, really big pretend to like your taste in music, let you eat the last piece of cheesecake, hold a radio over my head outside your window, unfortunate way that makes me hate you, love you. So pick me, choose me, love me.

Pathetic right? Who wants to beg for someone to love them?

Me.

And Meredith.