it was an addiction

For the last three months, I've spent an hour almost every night watching re-runs of Sex in the City. I never knew. No one told me. Okay, it's pretty good.

We chose to forego cable in the new house. We live in the city and we don't need tv in the city, right? None of the ladies in Sex in the City watch tv, unless it's a group thing and it involves biscotti and gay porn. I guess they have such rich lives because they don't squander an hour a night on back-to-back episodes of an old HBO comedy.