"do you even want to marry me?" / "maybe I don't!" in full technicolor with captioned text burned into my brain and it's awful and I can't get it to stop and I just really need to drown my brain in fandom alcohol* asap until I forget.
*I am not yet sure if fandom alcohol is like the kind you drink (i.e. fun/memory-overriding) or the kind that burns in a cleansing way (i.e. making me madder to divert the anger), but I started chugging through my 6-episode backlog of The Mindy Project last night, which qualifies as the latter, so I might continue with that.