Right now, HBO’s Game of Thrones is my new crack. Who thought that a show with this much incest would be my new favorite True Blood hiatus distraction? I love all of it. ALL OF IT. Yes, I even love Cersei Lannister and Jon Arryn’s nutjob of a wife, Lysa. The fact that Lord Eddard “Ned” Stark, played brilliantly by my future baby-daddy Sean Bean, is a righteous idiot is actually not a detraction. Yes, he’s naive, gullible and painfully loyal to the undeserving but you have to love him for his consistency. Sansa’s blindness had to come from somewhere.
Is it messed up that I adore Jaime Lannister, despite the fact that he pushed Bran out the window and likes to bop and breed with his sister? Probably. Tyrion’s pretty awesome. It’s really sad that I’m supposed to hate the Lannisters but they’re kind of my favorite of the families. Even Papa Lannister is just awesome. I find it disturbing that the incest doesn’t bother me as much as it should. Maybe it’s because this is an alternative universe. That’s what I’ll tell myself.
I still don’t get what’s going on with the Wall and the perpetual Summer and coming Winter stuff. I guess I need to read up on the mythology a bit. Anyone clear to enlighten me and save me 20 hours of Googling?
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