Each day, I would rush home from class to cook up some college version of a meal (usually Ramen Noodles) and settle on my couch with my roommate (who also shared my scheduling tactics) ready to see the day’s shows.
General Hospital came on first. It was a non-stop banter of, “Oh my God – can you believe that Brenda got kidnapped AGAIN?! When will she learn that Sonny is bad news?! Jax is way hotter! I hope she ends up with him!” Continue reading