Ah, Glee

Dear Glee:

I cannot lie. I freakin' love you. In the shower, I pretend I am one of you. In so many ways, Glee, you complete me.

....However...

I am extremely skeptical about the whole "Dr. Schu's wife is going to pretend she's pregnant for five more months and then swap her fake baby bump for the head cheerleader's baby, who -- btw -- was actually fathered by the boyfriend's brooding best friend" plot line.

Please tell me you haven't jumped the shark after only four episodes. I am worried about you, Glee. I hope you get yourself back on track soon.

Call me, we'll do lunch.

XO