I started my first "real" job is January 1999. Not only did this mean Y2K fun at the library, but it also meant that Wendy had thrown off the oppressive yoke of - yeah you guessed it - soap operas. Then The Boyfriend moved in with me, and with only one TV & VCR (and his refusal to watch the soaps with me), I gave them up entirely. It was just "too hard." Besides, by that point I had discovered romance novels - and I figured one guilty pleasure was enough for this girl.
But while The Parents were here, Mom had to watch The Young And The Restless. "It's really good right now Wendy! Victor is going crazy!" OK, Mom. Sure we'll watch. And now, after 7 years of being out from under the black cloud, I'm back. I'm hooked on Y&R. Smilin' Jack Abbott is starting to look old (I don't care, I still love him) - but Brad, Victor and Nikki (lay off the fake eyelashes honey!) still look the same thanks to the wonders of modern plastic surgery. Oh, and everybody's kids are now (at least) 16 since they contracted SORAS (Soap Opera Rapid Aging Syndrome).
Damn. Guess it's a good thing I have TiVo.
In reading news - I was able to run out on Tuesday to buy The Mephisto Club by Tess Gerritsen on it's laydown date. Costco (The Happiest Place On Earth) had them out (bless them) and at a very good price ($14 and change if I remember right). Of course, I didn't actually start reading it until this morning (2 chapters in), but I was able to pet it, and stare at it longingly all week. Which is probably a sign that I need a 12-step program - but I don't care.