True or False: Right Now I Am Wearing Fuzzy-Wuzzy Slippers

Let's get this soul train back on track, shall we? A quick update on my life: I'm back in my lovely (boring) hometown working retail at a seasonal Halloween-themed store.  Overall, this is a much-needed time of rest for me; hopefully I will be going on to bigger and better things.  I was dealing with way too much at once in the great city of Boston (especially toward the end there), so it is nice to be able to take time in a slower-paced corner of the world and figure out what the hell I want to do next.  Dealing with my family and lack of any real culture around here can be annoying, but things are generally good, and I have high hopes.

One thing I am struggling with is putting the past behind me, and figuring out who I can and should talk to about things in my life and heart that trouble me.  It's true that pain can be a catalyst for change, and in that way I guess I'm thankful for a lot of what's happened to me in the past three years, and especially in the past month and a half.

On a lighter note, I've gotten to see many friends since I've been home.  Jess and I have done the movie and dinner-by-Roger thing (and of course the awkward-conversation-by-Roger thing), Wendy and I have done the concert (Rasputina!) and beer thing, Kiera and I have done the L Word obsession thing (and continue to do so), and Johnie and I have done the bitch and moan, bad movie watching, party on the town thing.  Sarah, I have not seen you yet! Let's make that happen soon.

So, how about that presidential election? My parents are in love with McCain-Palin.  Is anyone surprised?  I get into a political debate a day with them.  Yawn. Politics make me weary for the most part, but when I hear some of the stuff my uber-con parents say, I just have to argue.  I can't believe I ever agreed with them. Judging from his last visit, I may have to totally ban political discussion when Johnie is over.

The L Word: Season 1

One thing to expect when you get a group of ladies together, regardless of their sexual orientation, is drama. Even more so if some of the aforementioned women are sleeping together. Enough drama, in fact, to make a TV show for Showtime. And so it came to pass that The L Word was born.

The writers of season 1 had the advantage of exploring brand new characters without having to conjure up scenario after crazy scenario. Back then, Jenny's coming out story, Bette and Tina's baby woes, and Alice's chart were enough to propel the series along and keep it fairly believable, but also balanced with fun and humor. A great example of this is episode two, entitled "Let's Do It,"in which Dana enlists Bette, Tina, Alice and Shane to help her figure out if Lara the chef is a lesbian or not. The scene plays like a spy operation and is hilarious. Such scenes are the lifeblood of the show, for they provide comic relief when it is most needed among the drama, and they also happen to be the kinds of scenes the writers of the show are best at creating. Unfortunately, such scenes become few and far between as the season progresses, and the show begins to take itself too seriously.


Having said all that, and to be perfectly honest, The L Word is like heroin. I cannot stop watching it despite the fact that its storylines get so ridiculous. The characters are loveable and the show is basically eye and brain candy. Like most L Word fans, I am particularly fond of Bette and Tina, and I stick with the show because I want to see what happens to them. Everyone is allowed one or two guilty pleasures, and The L Word just happens to be one of mine.