Isn't it pathetic for a full grown woman to wait for a new episode of a TV show as if she was still a girl and waiting for her 13th birthday? 13th because for me that was a big deal, with having the permission to invite boys and have a "party". Since birthdays at my age aren't really exciting any more one has to look for substitutes, no? Don't know about you but I find the suspense of having to wait for Luke's answer to Lorelai's question suffices nicely.
Maybe one day soon I'll even blog about my actual knitting again.