Tuesday, February 10, 2009


Okay, so I loved Alias. At least for the first season or two. And I somehow managed to rope my much-higher-IQed roommates into loving it too. Their love far outdid my own and they continued to watch it when it got crazy and all the good characters had been replaced by Melissa George and her ilk. Anyhow, in the beginning, we were divided. They loved Michael Vartan, whose character's name I can't remember, and who, while cute, I found ridiculously boring. I, on the other hand, was a serious fan of Will's, aka Bradley Cooper. They said he was dirty. I said he was unkempt. To this day, I prefer an unkempt guy. Anyhow, I would just like to say that now, it's 2009, and I HAVE WON. Take that, TOP TWO GPAS IN OUR RESIDENTIAL COLLEGE! Who's dirty now? The guy hosting SNL and starring in the top movie this past weekend? If he's dirty, who the hell wants to be clean?

#7 Courtesy of Alias: you could marry a British woman two years after the love of your life dies, except that she didn't, and she shows up again, an amnesiac, and wondering why the hell you married a woman who she is pretty sure is evil and then, um, actually turns out to be evil. So, yeah, that sucks.

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In summing up, I wish I had some kind of affirmative message to leave you with. I don't. Would you take two negative messages?
-- Woody Allen