Chuck Bass Does His Best Robert Pattinson on GG

Chuck wanders alone in his darkness. Serena prances around in her slutty dress.

Seriously! Who wears that to a funeral? We were blinded by S's single-strap slutty and considerable bling, but fortunately it was only a momentary distraction. Our eyes, our minds, our hearts were focused on Chuck. Poor, grieving, angry, vampire-eyed Chuck.

Hell hath no fury like a Basstard. The thought of Ed Westwick getting the Golden Globes shaft? Awful, Hollywood Foreign Press, just awful. We'll console ourselves with Blair's declaration of love. Those three little words warmed our cold, cold hearts, which turned frigid once more with Chuck's sad-note departure.

Also leaving on a jet plane? Serena, it would seem. Looks like Lonely Boy has a case of the Rufus, letting a van der Woodsen get away. Will young Humphrey wait 20 years to reclaim his blonde-haired blueblood? Or move on?

And what about the Rufily love child? And Chuck's suicidal tendencies? What will we do until January 5?! The horror, the horror...