6-Oct-2005

I'm a bright girl.  Need a trashy romance novel translated from French, Russian, Old English (it's more than just furniture polish), or Latin?  Call me.  An explanation of re-ification and its impact in establishing societal fact?  I'm all over it.  But there are several situations that cause my powers of observation to catch a case of perpetual head-up-assery (now  that's Old English, my friend).  Now if you know me at all, you understand that I am vaguely socially retarded.  I have bouts of magnetism, but those are mostly alcohol-induced, and I would much rather lie in bed staring at the wall than (gasp!) answer my phone.  Hey, at least I'm not one of those girls who sits around waiting for guys to call.  I just sit around.  At a party, I'm more likely to stand in the corner drinking by myself than say hi to someone I don't know.  So, again, pretty silly, right?  However, here's the question:  does it make me soooo socially retarded that I can't see the appeal of Dawson Leery?  First there was the peacoat, then there was that hairstyle that was too ridiculous to even be called a mullet (you know the one - the long wave in the back, with the even middle part that made the 'do look like Dawson's personal version of devil horns?), but now, oh, now there's no turning back.  In a fit of infantile rage, Dawson My-Forehead's-Bitten-Off-More-Than-It-Can-Chew Leery tried to crash poor Pacey's boat in the Capeside Regatta.  The nerve, thinking that aggression would win him Joey's affection!  He should be killed off the show.  I think the perfect season 4 premiere would be me running Dawson over with a bus.  However, since I don't remember doing a 2-episode arc on Season 4, I'm guessing it's gonna be more like Pacey and Joey, all glowing from doing it non-stop, sharing a group hug with a tearful Dawson upon their return from Key West.  After all, hugs are all you get when you try to bully your way into a girl's heart and her Tom Cruise-infested pants.