the world might well be about to end

when we think that nothing else can surprise us, we catch up with reality. and then we get the most unlikely of the love stories, people we know going on the t.v. (i shouldn't be surprised by this any more, i mean, here in this stinky hole named portugal going on the telly is the meaning of life for everyone), and someone we thought smart writing as if she had twelve years old. funny world, this one.