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It"s Wednesday afternoon, which means it"s time for me to once again praise the TV gods for delivering me yet another delightful episode of The City. This show is fast becoming one of my favorites of the year, and I"m not ashamed to say so. The mix of simmering female tensions, career ambitions, and late night socializing makes for great TV. If I sound like I"m overhyping the show (or perhaps giving it more credit than it deserves), then, well, YOU"RE WRONG. Don"t judge a book by its cover, and don"t judge a spinoff by its originator (in this case, The Hills).

This week"s episode found Whitney and Roxy engaging in a bit more boy drama than usual. Normally I"d be loathe to watch such silliness as the meat and potatoes of this series is the workplace, but I must credit the producers who have wisely kept the romantic high jinks at a palatable level; thus allowing such diversions as the Fackelmeyer fracas to come and go without wearing out their welcome. Nevertheless, the bulk of last night"s episode pertained to Roxy and Whitney"s boy adventures, and no, that does not include the intrusive squirrel that apparently has overtaken their apartment. How a squirrel got into their abode is a whole other question, and I loved how both girls started off the show discussing their unwanted pest before making a conversational 180 and chirping about boyz. It would be the equivalent of me saying "So I saw a dead corpse decomposing in the street. It was really nasty. All smelly and stuff. Hey, how"s your mom doing?"

Well, we never did find out if the girls caught their bushy-tailed squatter, but I guess that"s because they had more pressing issues to deal with. W-w-w-Whitney had a big blind date coming up, courtesy of Sammy at Bergdorf Goodman, and Roxy had drinks planned with Zac, a guy who"s popped up here and there this season, clearly ready to knock boots, as they say. Both situations seemed promising, but alas, both fizzled out triumphantly.