I begged and begged and begged my roommate to let us add Showtime to the digital cable package, so that I could gay off to season 4 of the L Word on demand. It took months and months of convincing. And finally, Starting April 7th, we had it. Thank you baby Heyzeus. The best way to watch a television series is in a row, that way you can break it up into maybe 2 or 3 days. If I don’t watch a series like this, consider me irritable, obsessed and overall distracted.

“Hey! Patience is a virtue,” yelled the guy walking side by side with three other people on the sidewalk Thursday, as I charged around them. Well so is not hogging the sidewalk man, when some of us are up late drinking and super late to work.

I was getting really into the L word, of course, and when Erni came to visit we got through the first half on the rainiest Sunday in New York. Helena has developed a serious gambling debt slash addiction, Jenny S went loony tunes on some poor little dyke, Kit was starting to drink again and be dykish (yes). I actually started to like Bette and Max, who knew that would ever happen. Tina just solidified the fact that she does, indeed, suck. They finally got rid of that annoying girl Carmen, but replaced her with an equally annoying player Papi and free loving artist Jodi. Tasha seems stern yet pleasant. Did I mention Tina blows. Cybil Shepard officially creeped on me and was seemingly born to play this role of crazy. And dangit, not only has Shane calmed her balls, but Alice is once again soooooo funny and soo soo cute. Quite frankly, as much as I want to fight it. The L Word is my only serious, commited relationship.

Yesterday, my day off, after getting in from an evening of debauchery and a pleasant morning, I sat myself down with the plan to watch nothing else other then the L Word for the next 7 hours and finally finish the season. I bought some sushi and made a HUGE stink with Watawa about making sure I got extra wasabi, cause lord knows my ass isn’t already on fire. I sat myself down. All plush and comfy with the extra wasabi gold and yes, apparently patience is still a virtue and thats why comcast fucked me. No more L Word on demand.

Thank god for Mary Louise Parker and Weeds.

So now I’m all caught up with Weeds, I’ll trade you time with Mary Louise if you give me time with Alice.

I’m just saying