Happy Days! But Not the Fonzie Kind.

I'm so happy. Prison Break is keeping me on the edge of my couch—just like in the first season. See, last season, I was ready to give up my Prison Break habit, but now I don't have to because it's good again.

Is it just me? Or are the creepy characters this season on American Idol—and no, I'm not talking about Paula, Randy, or Simon—even creepier? I used to love the auditions, but now I can't wait for the competition part. I have nightmares after some of those tryouts.

And even though I'm happy, I will be even happier when this writer's strike is over so the office will be back on. I'm having withdrawals.