Yay! Sex and the City seemed back on track again last night. Carrie wasn't too annoying, the script wasn't too trite, and there were some damn funny moments. Most notably: the bit where that pounding-sex-dude (couldn't think of better descriptor) mouthed "fuck you" to Carrie during the ceremony; the moment when, after starting a poignant, moving speech, Miranda's notes catch on fire and the bit where Charlotte throws the bouquet, it hits Miranda, and she stands there stiffly, looking grim. I'm gonna miss this show...