And so it is...

That's it. We're all done. We can rest in peace tonight knowing it's over and done with. There's nothing else we can do to affect the outcome of what's to appear on that sheet up paper to be posted in the future. I'm personally not banking on...anything. Alas, that's the way it goes. Molly: Thanks for staying with me in my time of desperation. With the partners and the switching and the switching of the partners. You've got a great spirit on you. Never once without the smile. Dano: Props on taking the ass-kickage like a true man. Rachael: You own everything you do and tonight was no exception. Nurse or Juliet? Nurse there's a good chance and anything else will be MFBA in your hands. Kirsten: Awww. Congrats on getting your first (but not really since it was on stage) and taking it like a pro. We all told you so. Jillian: Thanks for being so encouraging and supportive. And nice work on the breakdown. At least what I could hear between the "CLOMP CLOMP CLOMP" of the dance Jared: Friar J or Friar L? Let's see and find out. Regardless, I'll always be your little N. Kristina: Bravo on the Nurse monologue. I laughed. I was entertained. Stop with the Debbie Downer. Lauren: You can join the DD club too. Stop fishing for compliments. You know what you are. Katie: Thank you for hating me. I love you for it. What a trooper with the crutches All the other guys: Well, you can all go to hell. No, I'm just messing around. All of you did great. (Except for that one guy. Man, did he suck) What's done is done and that's the way it goes. I strongly hope (can one strongly hope?) that everyone above makes it (except for that one guy. Man, did he suck.)