It's contagious, dammit!!
In what is a total 180 for me, this week I've perfected the art of sitting there slack-jawed staring at the television. I went into spasms of glee upon discovering that I do indeed get Bravo and therefore I can watch Queer Eye for the Straight Guy (damn, I need a Fab Five makeover). I even had a minor sulkfest last night when I wanted to watch Law and Order and couldn't find any variation of Law and Order on anywhere. Seriously. I was on the phone with
I expect half my friends list will mock me for being a Philistine, and the other half will ask when I'm joining their fandom and when am I going to start writing slash.