Even worse than the ants...

My heart is breaking. Breaking, I tell you.

"The OC" has been cancelled. The last episode will air on February 22nd. It's one of my absolute favorite shows on television. I love them. Seth, Ryan, Summer, Kaitlin, Julie, Sandy, Kirsten... even Taylor.

Darn you, Mischa Barton. You'll never do anything better than "The OC" and you KNOW your leaving is the reason it's going off the air. If I ever see you, I swear, I'll... make you eat a big ol' cheeseburger. And a shake. Hmph.

This makes the ants seem like a blip. (By the way, it's my brother-in-law, Frank, for the win with a last minute suggestion of Terro. I haven't seen an ant in like 3 days.)

And I only have the 1st season on DVD. I can't even drown my sorrows in a 3-season bender after it goes off the air.

I am quite seriously in mourning.

(Also, today is the 6th anniversary of the day Drew came to his senses and made me his woman. "Uh, what would you think if I said I was thinking about dating you?" It's 9:15pm, and he ain't said a THING all day. And now this. Worst day ever.)