August 10, 2004

All Over The Best

Watching Gilmore Girls is bad. It's really bad. It keeps me up later than I intended and I care more than I should about fictional characters. It makes me go, "Mannnnn I want a life that's fun like that" or "I want to build my own Inn" or "Luke Danes needs to be a real life guy who is my age so that I can marry him. Now."

So why do I watch? Why do I love this show so darn much? I dunno. I love the characters and the banter and the quippy pop culture references and that the characters talk really really fast, just like people talk in real life.

I also really love Luke Danes.

*Sigh* why can't my town have a diner that doesn't have eighty-million-year-old-hairy-eared guys sitting in front but has a gruff but fun and loveable owner who is My Age?

You know you're getting old when you realize that the guys you totally drooled over in high school are now in their thirties.......or over 40........and the boys who are now considered "Hot Hollywood" or whatever look like vapid brainless babies to you now.

Woohoo, maturity! I'd like to be issued my fiber and sensible shoes now.