Willow and Kennedy weren’t the first lesbians to have sex on primetime television.

The fifth season of The L Word premiered tonight, and my expectations were not met. It wasn’t bad in a “so bad it’s funny” kind of way, it was bad in a “maybe I should be watching American Gladiators instead” kind of way. The only laugh of the night came during the show’s opening moments, when the special guest star credit went to Cybill Shepherd instead of the man who co-wrote My Dinner with Andre. Of course, the laughter died down pretty quickly when I realized that meant I’d have to deal with Cybill Shepherd.