Forget Rob Stark. Give Me Jon Snow.

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Kit Harrington, fox.

Okay, so Game of Thrones...just a wee bit confusing for me. Which is funny, considering I grew up on a very, very hefty diet of soap operas.

Daytime and Nightime, daily and weekly. (Knots Landing, Dynasty, Falcon's Crest, Dallas, Loving, All My Children, One Life To Live, Days of Our Lives, General Hospital). From the ages of 5 to 8, I used to connect and study characters in my head on the weekends in the supermarket because I didn't want to lose track of who was who.

But somehow Game of Thrones is just too complicated, and I find myself  lost regarding who the hell is who. Perhaps it's because the plot is so intricate and interwoven, and the story telling so fucking AMAZING; perhaps it's because the locations they film are so breathtaking and the set design is matched so exquisitely to keep up; or maybe because the actors - every single last one of them - commit so much to their characters, that ultimately I'm dizzy and distracted. Or maybe, because the dudes are such fucking babes I just spend the whole hour waiting for a scene with one of them...And if there's anyone who's sticking out like a boner at a church picnic right now, it's Jon Snow, as played by Kit Harington. Jon is on The Knights Watchman or something. Meeeh, whatever. Alls I know is he's smoking, firey HOT, and his character is the bastard son of Ned Stark and he has morals and honor and something to prove.

Oh, you English. Dear fucking god.

I've read that apparently knowing God, and understanding our origin in the Universe is so infinitely better than sex that we would find sex disgusting once we knew the truth... But then I see this guy, and I figure, let me get reincarnated just one more time so I could slay him and then meet God. I often forget that men are not just physical things to do physical acts with. They are people too, and have feelings, and moods. But for crying out loud. LOOK AT HIM. Is it Sunday yet?