La Alaskeña

I’ve been going through a lot of stuff lately: personal stuff, family stuff, financial stuff, pet stuff… but maybe the most devastating blow was that last night, I saw the last episode of Pushing Daisies ever. EVER. There will never be another one, and you can thank the sick, sorry bastards at ABC for that.

And I have no qualms saying this: Pushing Daisies was the best television show of all time. I mean it. It was everything television should be: sweet, funny, charming, creative, interesting, visually stunning, exciting, and most of all, MAGICAL. Every character was perfect, the acting was impeccable, every line was quotable, every episode was a visual feast… until ABC pulled the plug.

It also featured one of the sweetest love stories of all time:

Last night, they aired the last episode, and while they tried to wrap it all up into a neat little bundle, it wasn’t enough for me because I WANTED TO SEE NED AND CHUCK BE ABLE TO TOUCH EACH OTHER AND GET MARRIED AND HAVE BABIES, AND LIVE HAPPILY EVER AFTER, OK?

You see, even though Ned and Chuck are soulmates, there’s just one thing standing in their way: Chuck died, Ned brought her back to life, and now he can’t touch her, because if he does, she’ll die. Again. The last episode didn’t resolve this issue, so now, for the rest of my life, I’ll have to wonder if Ned and Chuck are doomed to kiss through plastic wrap forever. And yeah, I realize that I have an unhealthy emotional investment in these fictional characters.

So here’s a little video illustrating the almost unbearable cuteness of Ned and Chuck.

P.S. The part where they’re kissing for real is a dream scene and doesn’t count.