Angela Tung Oversharing on the internet since 2005.

First things first. I still love the Gilmore Girls, and will always love the Gilmore Girls, just the way I’ll always love Buffy, in spite of that boring and disappointing last season.

But how come nothing is happening? Where’s the tension, the drama? Will Lorelai and Christopher really end up together? My biggest fear is that this is actually the last season and that they will.

It’s nice that they seem in love and are going to Paris. Too nice, if you ask me. I keep waiting for something bad to happen. Wanting it actually.

What am I talking about? It’s not nice they seem in love. I want Luke and Lorelai together! They’re supposed to be together. Their names alliterate and everything.

I’m glad that Luke and April are getting along so well. It’s sweet – and borderline sickening. But just borderline. And thank GOD Luke’s date turned out badly. We needed some negativity to balance out the Stars Hollow universe.

And hello, nice bod, Luke. He needs a better haircut – that longish do just emphasizes the fact that he’s balding – but that relatively toned tummy was a nice surprise.

As for Heroes, I wasn’t able to stay up and watch it. Can you believe it? By 9 I was ready to crawl into bed, like yesterday. I *have* been very good about getting up at 5 these mornings to run before work so that’s probably why I’m pooping out so early.

One quick post before I’m off to Boston for the weekend.

A quiet week overall. Lots of TV, I’m afraid, but there’s something good on every night! Caught up with Project Runway yesterday. Won’t give anything away to anyone who hasn’t seen it yet. Can’t believe Jaeda made it through another round on Model. Almost cried during Pam and Jim’s conversation on The Office. Just attack each other already!

Did a morning workout every day this week – yippee! Skin’s looking a little better. Perhaps hormonal, perhaps these free samples of expensive gook.

Starting to read I Know This Much Is True. Not bad so far, but the voice is like watered down Stephen King. I have the hard cover for some reason and it weighs about a million pounds. But a 3+ hour train ride is the perfect opportunity to read a lot and write a little.

Have a good weekend everyone.

I’m addicted to that new show Heroes. I love that the characters are just learning about their superpowers, not quite sure what they’re capable of, as well as the mystery around why they suddenly have these abilities, who the bad guy is, and the coming of the apacolypse.

Another small thing I enjoy is that when Hiro (yes, not too original but I still buy it) and his friend speak Japanese, the subtitles are more like comic book speech bubbles rather than traditional subtitles. Love it!

I’m so bummed that I missed this week’s episode, though apparently you can watch it online. Should I close my door and pretend I have a meeting or conference call, and instead watch TV? So tempting. . .

S. likes the show too, and he told me that Peter’s power is actually not flight but the ability to mimic others’ powers. That got me thinking: from the glimpses we’ve seen of the bad guy, he seems to have all the abilities of the collective heroes. In last week’s episode, he somehow knew where that little girl was (like the psychic cop), he survived getting shot (like the cheerleader), and he seemed to fly away (like Peter’s brother).

Perhaps Peter will turn evil and is actually the bad guy who has traveled back in time, like Hiro? “I didn’t recognize you without your scar,” he told Peter on the frozen subway. Hmm. . .

S. and I were joking that it was amazing that Hiro had spent enough time in the future to 1) learn English perfectly, 2) get a makeover, and 3) become a ninja, and yet not age a bit.

I missed the show because I was at a PEN American Center literary reading honoring the winners of the Beyond Marigns awards, which goes to outstanding writers of color. It was pretty good, though one guy gave answers that absolutely no sense. Another, Andrew Lam, gave pithy, well-thought out responses. I’m interested now in reading his memoir, Perfume Dreams: Reflections on the Vietnamese Diaspora. Another book to the every-growing list.

I’ve been very good this week about getting up early and hitting the gym before work. (Four miles on Monday, 4 on Tuesday, elliptical today.) I’ve also signed up for two RoadRunners races to qualify for next year’s marathon, the Race to Deliver, 4 miles, on 11/19, and a holiday 4 miler on 12/2. But I forgot that I have to meet my mom at Penn Station at some point during the day. I hope it’s in the afternoon.

I’m not going to judge. It seems much too complicated for that. I mean, she did wait and wait for Luke, trying to be “good” and not get involved with April, which doesn’t make any sense. As the shrink said in last season’s finale episode, “Only you can make you wait.”

And that feeling that he wouldn’t fight for her must have been devastating. And if she hadn’t gone to Christopher, well then there’d be no drama, would there. There’d be no show.

I can’t get my head around that it’s still summer in Stars Hollow. I know by the magic of television that before we know it, we’ll be on the same time continuum, but for now it irks me.

Also, is it me or does Lorelai look heavier? I don’t mean she looks fat. Before she was model-thin and now she looks more like a normal person. I wonder if the actress is pregnant and they’ll work that into the storyline. D’oh! Christopher’s or Luke’s?

The racquetball scene was pretty hilarious. And more evidence that I’m a complete doork: when Kirk crashed into Luke’s diner, I totally gasped, like it really happened.