we've most certainly covered this territory before and no doubt at all we will again.
thank god for the masterpiece that is SATC season 6.
i love you
i love you
i goddamn fucking love you so much i could *eat* you.
re-viewing this show these past few weeks, much of it with jayne, who got her first view of Smith the other night much to mine and keli's amusement, has been quite strange - watching these shows while single. which means one hears things with different ears... or same ears, but you hear them differently...
but some things never change, and i am reminded that i don't think i shall ever tire of this apartment
onw never knows if the stars will align and mutual love will be found, but there will most certainly be interiors to decorate.
(big wistful sigh)
right - back to tv heaven... happiness really does come in a box.
LB, x
i knew i liked you.
ReplyDeletei have all six series sitting on my dvd player at the moment... we've been watching all of them again, on Tuesday nights... It's been a 3 month labour of love, and there's still much more to go...
[i was, of course, going to reply in a deep and meaningful manner to one of the posts below, but this suddenly seemed much more significant...]
ah cheryl
ReplyDeletea fellow devotee. you are among friends here...
carrie's incredulity at the irony of the following had me laughing out loud last night...
on remeeting her high school sweetheart after 20 years and still liking him,
Miranda: so why did it end?
Carrie: i ended it. i thought someone better might come along.
and guess what? turns out there WAS no one better!
only marginally topped by smith in a sleeveless t-shirt saying:
"samantha, i like you. you like me. i'm sick of this bullshit. so just hold my hand."
and women (and indeed gay men) everywhere turn to puddles of dreamy goo...and to think, at this point we're only just beginning to discover how good a man he really is...
right, back to reality.
LB,x