JenLily

I'm a grown adult and I was raised to never refer to an elder by their first name. It's disrespectful. It's either Mr. and Mrs., Auntie and Uncle, or other honorifics specific to my culture. I don't call my mother-in-law by her first name, I call her what her grandkids call her. Tina was driving me crazy with how she was acting this episode. Courtney had infinitely more patience than I would have had; those locks would have been changed the first time she came over uninvited or I would've taken the baby back to my place and Marty could come with or stay behind with his mother, whichever he preferred.

I know it's her kid and everything, but when Hen was at Denny's side weeping and wailing and shrieking and just generally losing her shit, I was like, calm down, lady. Your kid is looking at you for how to react to what's happening to him and this is exactly how not to keep him calm. I was a sickly kid, in and out of the hospital pretty regularly as a child, and my parents displayed an almost dissociative level of calm in my presence. To this day, I don't know how close I may have been to death at any point during that time because my parents kept that shit away from me.

Med's not exactly known for its original storytelling. 😄

I laughed. I was like, you planned all this out and you couldn't take two seconds to look both ways before you crossed the street?

I thought this was pretty funny. I loved the guy only at the very end realizing this might impact his job prospects: "You only thought of that now?" 😄

I was on a plane when I started watching this episode. About two minutes in, I was like, "Oops. This is a mistake." Kept watching anyway. 😄 If I were Athena, I wouldn't have had cell service. I can't get reception in certain parts of my house, let alone up in a plane. I want to know who her provider is because AT&T sucks.

LOL, it's right up there with the disease that turns carbs into alcohol. Whenever someone turns up acting drunk and with a BAC of anything over zero but they swear they haven't had a drop to drink, I'm like, "Come on, guys. Test for auto-brewery syndrome. Duh." 😄

One thing Joan was doing during last night's episode that really irritated me is what I call "participatory listening." While the men were talking telling her their stories, she kept saying, "Mm-hmm, uh-huh, yeah!" etc., etc., etc. It drove me insane. Just listen quietly until they're done talking please. I think she maybe thought that she was just engaging with them but it gave off vibes that she was just barely holding herself back from interjecting with a story about herself. . .and then she'd do just that.

This is wretched, forcing her to watch this. Having her humiliation play out live like this is gross.

Right, I guess I wasn't clear. That was my point. I was having trouble in the moment remembering if there are 3 or 4 women, but since .33 wasn't an option (and all the other options were lower fractions) I knew it had to be 4 women (and therefore the fraction that started with .4). With the options that were given as answers, they didn't even need to guess how many women there are. Anything less than 9 divided by 9 is that number repeated (ex., 1/9 = 0.1111, 2/9 = 0.2222, etc.). The only answer that had repeating digits was 0.44. As long as you know there are 9 justices (which unfortunately they didn't so they were screwed), it's just basic math.

I don't believe for a second that they went out to dinner as late as the show wants us to think they did. There were lots of other diners in the background and I doubt that so many people would be out eating dinner at 11pm, even if they're on vacation. It's Tucson, not Vegas. I think they could've gotten their point across about Angelina being inconsiderate without being so over-the-top dramatic about it.

I just lost my mother three weeks ago so this was a difficult episode to watch. I really identified with Gregory as I haven't wanted to talk much about my mom with people, despite the concern and sympathy I know they have for me. I would've been just as overwhelmed by the demonstrations of love and support by Barbara and her family and I, too, would've had to extricate myself from that house, hopefully as gracefully as Gregory did. I'm dreading this Sunday. Maybe I, too, should head out to Topless Golf and spend the day alone with my thoughts. It actually looked kind of pleasant.

I haven't been on the dating scene in an age but when I was it never once occurred to me that the person I was on a date with could have a gun on them. I guess I find it a sad state of affairs that the default these days should be assuming that they might be armed.

Just because he's a FDIC security guard, I wouldn't have assumed that he was carrying a weapon on a date unless he actually told me he was armed right at that moment.

All I kept thinking was, it's exactly that behavior that causes some people to be afraid to identify themselves as organ donors. My mother refused to indicate that she was an organ donor on her driver's license because she believed that doctors wouldn't work as hard to save her if they thought she had organs they could use.