there was always tuesday to look forward to.

now beyond saying that it's really silly to look forward to a particular day of the week primarly because of a tv show, i won't make a value judgement on doing so, mostly because i'd be incriminating myself in any further pejoritave statement i might make. i won't be too harsh on myself, because i mean it wasn't like i was waiting around for "friends" or "seinfeld" or some other show adored by legions of estrogen-addled nitwits and knuckleheaded simpletons, respectively.

so anyway, i've watched every single episode of 24 since it started three years ago. there was a close call with the finale of the first season, it was before i moved out here, back when i lived in texas, or was spending the summer there anyway; i was actually interviewing for the job that brought me out here on the day that that episode aired, and being at the mercy of others as far as my schedule and activities went, watching it live wasn't really an option. luckily, my dad remembered to tape it for me and saved the day. suffice it to say i'm a huge fan of the show, not so much that i'm a total dork for it like those people who watch star trek or whatever and notice all the lil details that aren't perfect.

what's funny though, is that i wasn't really *really* stoked about the show back when it first started, and had circumstances been a bit different, i'm not certain i would have gotten into the show at all. i remember my roommate back then, wes, was so excited mostly because i think he had a man-crush on kiefer sutherland. whatever you might think of the show, it really has been a great vehicle for sutherland, before it i never really liked him or disliked him, now i think he's a total hardass. at this point, i might have a man-crush of my own on kiefer, i'm almost certain that i have one on jack bauer.

so now season three is over, and like i said i won't have it to look forward to, which is sort of a pity considering tuesday, being sort of a mundane day, was a great day to have something like that to look forward to. now fox will probly put on some insipid reality show with half-naked imbiciles whose lack of clothing is exceeded only by their lack of sense.

the only thing that could possibly make this right is another dose of paris and nicole.

feeling: superficially empty, if that's possible
thinking of: sunglasses
music: "alcohol drip" sorta