Ru: I'm glad I don't live in a hurt/comfort fic.
Me: Well, word. There's not much else I can say to that because that life would include lots of crying and, perhaps, sexual abuse.
Ru: Or getting shot in the chest followed by a long recuperation period. And if you do get to have sex, it's not for like 400K into the story.
<5 minutes later>
Ru: Though there would be lots of cuddling. I'd like that.

So, I abandoned Dawson's Crap quite a while ago when it became apparent that, yes, they were going to just let the ridiculous Triangle go unabated and that, yes, Dawson's atrocious behavior was OK. Tonight, though, for old time's sake, I watched the final episode.

I know, I know.

First of all, all the Dawson & Joey soulmate talk made me want to heave.

Second, HA! They made Kerr Smith kiss a boy again. Serves you right, you smug little bastard.

Thirdly, Katie Holmes is a terrible actress. She has 2 facial expressions and they both make me want to smack her.

All of that notwithstanding, I cried. Several times, in fact, but it was all related to Jen's baby. Pacey, then Jack promising the baby would be loved KILLED ME.

So, yeah. I'm a big sappy girl who apparently still has a mad crush on Josh Jackson.

Why is there never any good Paceyslash?