Mama always said I had a taste for roughness.

Dear Ugly Betty,
I realize that perhaps I am not your most faithful fan--I only watched your season premier this morning while doing my daily 2 miles on the treadmill. Sometimes it's hard, you know, to keep up with everything. But for the last year, I have been a loyal devotee. What a breath of fresh air you have been, showing millions of viewers that what most perceive as important or beautiful is really quite petty, and that the "little guy" is the one who is worth our attention most often. And so, when I realized that one of your more peripheral characters--one of the "minor" characters--had become my favorite, I knew you'd understand.

But I guess you didn't. So, I'm keeping my word. I'm quitting you. I might have been able to forgive you for killing my favorite dude on television, but bitch-slapping me with it like that? That was just harsh, man.

Later,
Jeze