Somebody Else's Nimrod

Seven. Weeks.

I'm still slain.

This must have been much what it was like to watch "Becoming" when it first aired, totally unspoiled. ("Becoming" was a better episode, and more effectively integrated into the whole season, but I speak here of raw emotional impact.)

If I play "Hurt" one more time in a row, my roommate will probably call a mental health hotline on me.

It will never cease to amaze me how this show can, one week, plumb the depths of mediocrity ("Magnetic") and then stun us the next. Even from scene to scene, this is the most schizophrenic show I have ever watched in terms of theme and quality.