... took longer than I expected after watching the season premiere of Six Feet Under. Season four started tonight. I've been looking forward to it since the previous season ended. However, was I wasn't expecting is how it would affect, not the way it did anyway. I can't remember when the last time I cried like that was, like geez, even my kids were worried as to why I was crying so unconsolably. Since I couldn't utter a single understandable word, when my husband asked what was wrong, all I could do was point to the TV. He then picked up the remote, and took a look back at the menu. Without saying a word, he left the room, and returned with a glass of water for me. Sweet.

I do feel better now, took a nice relaxing shower and am now sipping some tea. It's the drama, I tell ya! And yes, I'm a lil crazy like that sometimes. So what? It's one of the few shows I love that hasn't ended yet. Besides, "it's not TV, it's HBO".