One more day
The people in my house refused to relinquish the TV, so I didn't get to watch the premiere of 6.01. After killing the offending parties in their sleep, I'm going to spend the entire day tomorrow camping the television, waiting for the CW to show it again.
Today really wasn't what I was expecting or hoping for. I wouldn't call it bad, though, it was more underwhelming than anything else.
I think I'm going to spend the rest of my night watching the massive Top Gear marathon on BBC America and making more headway on the twelfth chapter of my schmoop bingo 'verse. I'm aiming to finish it, but I don't know how productive I'll be.
It just feels good to be writing again, and to know that our beloved Show is up and running for another season of dramatastic, delicious crazy with a side order of supergorgeous manflesh (and hey, maybe we'll get lucky and they'll throw in some supergorgeous womanflesh, too).
Today really wasn't what I was expecting or hoping for. I wouldn't call it bad, though, it was more underwhelming than anything else.
I think I'm going to spend the rest of my night watching the massive Top Gear marathon on BBC America and making more headway on the twelfth chapter of my schmoop bingo 'verse. I'm aiming to finish it, but I don't know how productive I'll be.
It just feels good to be writing again, and to know that our beloved Show is up and running for another season of dramatastic, delicious crazy with a side order of supergorgeous manflesh (and hey, maybe we'll get lucky and they'll throw in some supergorgeous womanflesh, too).