… that, in real life, Adrian Pasdar (Nathan Petrelli from Heroes) is married to head Dixie Chick Natalie Maines?  I didn't, and it's freaking me out a little bit.

I don't think I want to see Jim and Pam together anymore.

There, I said it.

Pam and Jim: The way we were.

I know, I know.  This is what the series is all about.  And, yes, Jim and Pam's British counterparts get together at the end of their series (or so I hear).  That's not what I'm talking about.  Lately I've just been feeling like it'd make a helluva lot more sense for Pam to go back to Roy and Jim to get together with Karen.

My rationale? 

First and foremost, there's the issue of Karen.  We were all ready to not like her, right?  Not because she was unpleasant or unattractive — she just wasn't Pam and that was that.  We went into episode one of the series with the whole Sam and Diane expectation that we would be putzing around for six or seven season and then, magically, Jim and Pam realize they're in love and babies, babies, babies. 

But then comes the season finale kiss and Pam completely blows it.  So Jim goes to Stamford and there's this new chick.  From the moment when they did that thing where Jim pretended to throw a grenade at her desk and she threw an explosion of pens in the air, it was obvious that there was a spark.  Maybe Jim just brings out the goofiness in people.

I really like Karen and I think anyone who doesn't just hasn't given her a chance.  She's cute, she's funny and she's got more attitude than Pam, which I think is a good thing.    It just seems to me that they make sense just as much as Jim and Pam ever did.

Also, Roy has gone through some major improvements this season.  After Pam dumped him, he presumably began to realize what an ass he's been.  Now that he's trying to dig himself out of a hole, he's displaying some previously unseen charm — like when he bailed her out of the grief counseling session. 

Keep in mind, I'm sure I'm going to completely change my mind by the end of the season.  I'll be clutching a pillow and weeping about how Jim and Pam are perfect together while eating peanut butter out of the jar with my hand.

Be that as it may, this is the way it seems to me today.  Shrug.