It all started with my post-cinematic stress disorder after Nate died and took Six Feet Under with him. I was in desperate need of a Fisher family fix. So I guess it had to be Dexter.
Wow! Was I ever cured! (well mostly, anyway. I still miss the Fishers deeply – I even had a sex dream with Nate – and then I made David straight… too bad it didn’t work on Keith.)
Anyway, Dexter is just fantastic! I’m bent out of shape though, cuz it’s still on the air, which means I have to *wait* to see the next season. Gah!