I had several New Year's resolutions, but chief among them was to do one of the following per week ( Read more... )

Because it's break and I can, I'm reading some of the Television Without Pity recaps of 7th Heaven. They're so much better than the show ever was. No, really. I remembered how bad the acting got, but I forgot how contrived and sanctimonious the plots were. I can't believe I watched this.

The season premiere of One Tree Hill is scary as hell, mainly because I can totally see myself being there in a few years, broke and hopeless and no where close to achieving my dreams. On the upside, it seems to be nailing the feeling of "I have no idea what the fuck I'm doing here" that so many people get in college and beyond ( Read more... )

I'm not tearing up over the Supernatural Christmas episode. Nope, not me, not at all.

Out of class early, skipping tech hours to flop on my bed and watch t.v. I almost never just sit around and watch t.v. anymore. I'll wake up and do my reading before work tomorrow. At this moment, the only thing disappointing me is the fact that Dirty Sexy Money and Life air at the same time.

I'm so ridiculously comfy and happy right now.

House is far too pimp for the old man cane.

I am greatly annoyed with my friendly neighborhood Blockbuster. I own the first season of Buffy the Vampire Slayer on DVD, and finally got around to watching it. And remembering how much I absolutely loved the early seasons of that show (IMO it lost something when the characters graduated; you just can't recreate the tension and frustration of high ( Read more... )

All I have to say about tonight's episode of Grey's Anatomy:

Oh. My. Lord.

I just can't...it doesn't...and how...

I will have to postpone tomorrow night's scheduled frantic rushing to finish my German paper; I need to see the conclusion of this, because, oh jeez.

Next season is going to be a doozy.