While I've been in Sydney I've missed two episodes of my new-favourite-everything The OC. Thanks to the modern joys of VCR programming they will be awaiting my return in two days. Oh boy. That's what happiness is.

And here I am dying to write and publish on teen soap and its manifold textual contradictions and pleasures, and all I can do is wonder when Seth will wake up and see that Anna is the one for him. Go you comic book nerd girl! Do us proud!