The weird thing about television is that just when a show has gone from a creative peak to an absolute nadir is that it can then shock you midway through it's third season and have one of it's best episodes ever.

Spooks aka MI5, in the US on A&E, is one of my guilty pleasures. The first two seasons were completely riveting. The third started rather well, but then went limp and boring. Two of the three main actors had decided to move on and the storytelling seemed to limp along until they were disposed of, but... they're gone now. And the episode eight was right up there with the best of the first two seasons. I'll be holding my breath until next week...

Gee, I'm sorry, you pretentious Pitchfork indie prat, but everyone I know that heard this album loves it. You obviously don't 'get' it. Too straight perhaps? Too afraid to like bubblegum pop music maybe?

And Bubble Pop Electric is the song I keep skipping over cuz I find it annoying and somewhat out of place on an otherwise fantastic pop album.

Meh meh meh...

WANT WANT WANT!!!

So... a little over a month ago, I mentioned going to my friend Kris' birthday party in Lafayette. I briefly mentioned meeting someone new at the party.

A couple of weeks ago, he came to New Orleans and spent a really incredible evening with me, going to dinner, attending a play, going out for drinks and meeting quite a few of my friends over the course of the evening. A really great nite, all in all.

This past weekend, I spent four days in Lafayette. And I didn't stay with Kris & Victor.

Over the course of the weekend, I found myself not only falling very hard for a guy, but for his culture and his city as well. This is potentially big. It's one of those things that comes along when you're not expecting it at all. It's one of those things where you find someone who's completely outside of the mold of your expectations of what you think you might be looking for, but, somehow, it's also ten times better than what you thought you were looking for.

What I know is that it's exactly 25 days until I get to see him again. I know I need to change my cellular plan and probably my provider, based on the number of cellular minutes I've burned in the past two days. I know that I've always advised all of my friends against relationships that involve distance, but I'm learning that sometimes the heart thinks otherwise. I know that I'm feeling things inside my heart and my brain that I haven't felt in ages.

I know that I want to try to make the best of this. I know that this situation wants me to make the best of myself.

I know that right now... I'm smiling.