I spent the last week in Cuba and spending Saturday in 29 degree sunshine, mopeding in a bikini along a Tropical highway to get a great view and an even better Pina Colada and then coming home to 3 inches of snow is the very definition of suck.
I remarked to my sister that although I quite enjoy my job, it would be all the more enjoyable on a sunny beach with non-stop mojito service.
Funny coincidence that mojitos were the New Year's drink of the evening on The O.C. last night. Not the strongest episode so far (not really sure what the deal is with the Summer-Seth-Anna triangle, and why should Marissa get away with almost cheating just so that the writers can mirror teen and adult dilemmas?), but still fairly enjoyable, and even though the whole breathless running up the stairs routine to say "I Love You" in the nick of time was totally predicatable, it still made me sigh and get all choked up. That Marissa's bad news, tho. I feel that she's not through getting into trouble. Sadly, we'll have to wait to next year to find out. I was disappointed that Kirsten and Sandy didn't end up swinging. Now that the land development tension's no longer there, I just don't thing "our marriage is in a rut" is a strong enough storyline for a show that started out taking some pretty big risks and leading the pack of high quality soaps (if such a thing isn't just an oxy-moronic pipe dream).
But The O.C. wasn't the only show touting "your cheatin' heart."
No, the trailer for this Wednesday's "All New" Ed reveals Ed kissing Madchen Amick. Apparently she's no longer busy being a hideous Angelina Jolie blonde on the Gilmore Girls (seeing as how Patrick Owen went off and didn't get cancelled in his new show I'm With Her), and the too-adorable-for-words Adam Brody won't be making an appearance on GG anymore due to O.C. obligations, I don't even know why we watch anymore. When IS Lorelei going to hook up with Luke? We don't really care about Sookie's baby, or Paris' hysterics. Maybe if Paris and Rory hooked up.