I think I may be one of the only people alive who actually thrived on the corny cheesey and utter shmoopiness of season four. I realize all of this, and if it had been any other show I would have hated it. I don't know, I guess over all, I loved all of the seasons for different reasons. Lois and Clark is my Warm Fuzzy Blankie show, something I watch when I'm in a depressed state or low point. (Hey, I'm about to start season four for the second time in a month. This has been a Not Fun Thirty Days, indeed!) I watch it when I'm NOT blue, too, but lesigh!

Mmm cheese.

I vid, therefor I am.

The hardest lesson is that love can be so fair to some, and so cruel to others. Even those who would be gods.

Anne Shirley: I'm glad you spell your name with a "K." Katherine with a "K" is so much more alluring than Catherine with a "C." A "C" always looks so smug.
Me: *cries*