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" Well, it seems my constant complaining about Jessa being mean and irredeemable finally caught the attention of Lena Dunham, who abruptly wrote her out of the show in a tragic trout fishing accident. Wait, is that what happened? I saw that it was setting up to be a Jessa-heavy episode and left my apartment to get a sandwich. Okay, so maybe there was no accident. Maybe we finally got a nuanced look at what made Jessa Jessa\u2014specifically, a wildly unreliable father\u2014and maybe we now understand why she&amp;#039;s such a complicated mess herself. And maybe we were just starting to appreciate her as a character when we read her &amp;quot;See you around, my love&amp;quot; goodbye note. Tell me I&amp;#039;m not the only one who stayed up all night listening to &amp;quot;Don&amp;#039;t Know What You Got (Till It&amp;#039;s Gone)&amp;quot; by &amp;#039;80s hair band Cinderella. (Seriously, somebody please tell me; I&amp;#039;m very concerned that I just did that.) I do think Dunham could have found a better way to write Jemima Kirke&amp;#039;s character out\u2014or, better yet, a way to keep her around while minimizing the role. How about this: At the Manitou train station, Jessa falls onto the tracks, narrowly escaping death, and ends up in a coma. Hannah cares for her dutifully, all the while bringing Jessa&amp;#039;s dysfunctional family closer together. Ultimately, Hannah and Frank, Jessa&amp;#039;s creepy turtleneck-and-jorts-wearing stepbrother, fall in love. I have to think this scenario occurred to Dunham, but since it&amp;#039;s essentially the exact plot of Sandra Bullock&amp;#039;s While You Were Sleeping, there were likely some intellectual property issues. Speaking of issues\u2026 Hannah has a urinary tract nightmare on her hands, and when that girl is experiencing pee-pee problems, we&amp;#039;re all experiencing pee-pee problems. I&amp;#039;ll be honest: Men don&amp;#039;t understand UTIs. SI would guess that even approximately 35 percent of male doctors are only slightly fuzzy on the details. (If your gyno is a dude, ask him if Jessa&amp;#039;s garlic remedy really works. He&amp;#039;ll say, &amp;quot;Um, yeah, see the thing about that is\u2026um\u2026uhhh,&amp;quot; then he&amp;#039;ll fake a heart attack or a phone call or both.) All we know is it&amp;#039;s probably our fault, it hurts you really badly, and when you have one we aren&amp;#039;t allowed to drink the cranberry juice in the fridge.  There&amp;#039;s always something funny and disorienting about Girls episodes set outside of New York City\u2014like that feeling you got when you saw your middle school math teacher at the mall over summer breakt\u2014but it&amp;#039;s nice to see Hannah and Jessa seeking small-town thrills. Hannah freaks out when the group is doing whippits and driving recklessly, which makes her seem like a buzzkill, but I know where she&amp;#039;s coming from. In high school, I wouldn&amp;#039;t even get in a car with someone who had been drinking, because I knew there would be a tragic accident, and a fire-and-brimstone minister would outlaw rock music and dancing of any kind in my town, and I just couldn&amp;#039;t have that on my conscience.  And in the end, Hannah&amp;#039;s glimpse into Jessa&amp;#039;s home life reminds her that her own upbringing was much rosier, but unfortunately her mother doesn&amp;#039;t know how to interpret her call to say &amp;quot;thanks&amp;quot; as anything other than an act of manipulation. No good deed goes unpunished, and no bout of cystitis goes without dagger-y urination pains. I almost know how she feels.  For more musings from David, follow him on  Twitter. "^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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