It's the best time of the year. The sweaty high 80s cool down to the breezy 60s. For a few weeks at least before Michigan starts crapping on us with the below freezing winter that lasts far too long. One has an excuse to marathon crappy scary movies like Sorority Row and watch Audrina's breast implants get impaled with a tire iron. Pumpkins, witches and ghosts haunt the neighborhood. Costume parties! As we all have learned from Mean Girls, "Halloween is the one night a year when girls can dress like a total slut and no other girls can say anything about it."




And yes I will be rockin' some black leggings come Halloweekend. But the best thing about this time of year? It's Christmas-time for us TV addicts.

Anyways as one can see I'm not the best at keeping up with this blog, and I think I even stated I would change my mind on what I do and when. There's no rules for how I run this thing. So at the moment I am going to use this to keep my thoughts on current things I've watched.

If you haven't been keeping up with these shows then skip them...


Alright let's start with 90210. A show that for some reason I still make the effort to catch every week. I know how badly written the show is and I don't care. In my opinion it is the ONLY watchable teen soapy drama on at the moment. Which is a sad thing I might add. Gossip Girl hasn't been able to repeat it's season one masterpiece. If you watch that show now it's the same thing over and over. Chuck and Blair hate each other, hurt each other, love each other, Serena dresses slutty, Vanessa's judgmental and a bore, Dawn, I mean Georgina randomly appears to spread havoc for an episode or two and swiftly leaves, etc. Just no.



Back to 90210. Let me keep you up to date. So at the end of season 1 it is assumed that innocent Annie is a skank and a half. Drinks are thrown at her as we viewers laugh and enjoy the schadenfreude. Annie is all OMG, but i'm the innocent princess, I hate you all! She grabs herself a bottle, which is the first smart decision she made all season. But then she decides to drive. Not so smart. And well quite simply she runs over a body. Or so we think. Dun dun dun. Moving on, season 2 awesomely cuts out most of Annie's screen time and makes us wonder if she really killed someone. There's a creepy stalker boyfriend involved as well but it ended up being not so important. Well the finale comes, and guess what? Why yes. Annie did kill someone. But you know what? She is sorry. So it's all good. Don't worry Annie. While Annie is getting away with murder poor Naomi is getting sexually assaulted by a teacher.

Season 3 is now 4 episodes in and has a bout a million stories going on at once. And it wouldn't be 90210 if most of them weren't fucking insane. Like why the hell is this creepy 30 something lady obsessed with Annie and wants her eggs? Seriously? Is this a normal high school storyline? In other news Teddy has a case of the gay, Adrianna is being black mailed for stealing her dead exe's song, the Wilsons are poor, Dixon might have AIDs, Liam has a random half brother interested in Annie, and again Naomi was fucking raped! Keeping up with all that?



Alright since that was my only Monday night show I will end it there. Starting next week I will try my best to post my thoughts on each new episode as they air. Look forward to hearing about America's Next Top Model on Weds! And well Thurs... that might take a while. Heh. Shows that I watch on my own time since I don't have Starz (IE Dexter and Weeds) will go up when i feel like it.

Here is a list of my tv week, since i know you care so much.

Sunday: Dexter
Monday: 90210, Weeds
Wednesday: ANTM
Thursday: Vampire Diaries, 30 Rock, The Office, Project Runway, Jersey Shore, It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia.

Oh and let's add that I recently got into the Wire and just got season 2 today from the library. Exciting!

Stay tuned.

Okay, I got the obligatory "this is a new blog blah blah" entry out of the way. That's easy. Now what?

Well I think I should write about my latest addiction. Is it my reacquainting with Luke and Noah? Actually should I say Luke and Reid? Reid Reid Reid Reid. AHHH the anti-Noah. Reid the lovable jackass. The guy that brought me back after the ridiculousness of Noah turning blind and getting adopted by Luke's parents.


Nah. I am certain I will write about my sad obsession with these soap guilty pleasures soon.

But no. It would have to be Netflix, the site where I spend hours and hours of my life. Has there been anything as amazing? With Netflix you can have movies sent to your house (and forget you have it, and put off returning it for three months... yeah i really ought to return Slumdog Millionaire), but even better you can instantly watch a wide collection of television shows and movies. Sure many sites make it legally and illegally possible to watch almost anything your little heart would desire. But Netflix is different. It KNOWS you. I mean, when it says at the top of my screen, "Here is a movie we think you would love," and it gives me Clueless... oh Netflix, you know how to pull my heart strings.




What you do is you rate movies or television shows you like. The more you rate the better chance it has of finding you your future obsessions, or old favorites. The fact that it has season after season of shows on it is very dangerous for a TV aficionado like me. I mean it has ALL SEVEN seasons of Buffy. Sure I have them all on DVD, but that's not the point.

If it wasn't for Netflix I wouldn't have so many things to blog about. I wouldn't have been able to talk about that horribly awful, yet amazing German gay movie i just watched, that was basically a long drawn out porno with a better storyline. Or I wouldn't have given Arrested Development another chance. Which resulted in my Portia love... and hours of me looking her up, reading old interviews, going awww at her declaring her love of Ellen, and just staring at her gorgeousness, thus prompting me to watch the fabulous show Better off Ted.

Basically Netflix is what keeps me up at night. Who needs sleep when you can watch the exciting adventures of Pingu for hours on end?


Can you honestly say you would not want to watch this little guy and his crazy misadventures? Well with Netflix you can.

A blog? Me? Noooooo.



Why am I writing a blog? I'm not entirely sure. It has been on my mind for a while. I mean, I miss expressing myself online. I used to write a riveting livejournal detailing my fabulous life in high school and college. Oh you never read it? Well... if emo posts, and rants, unrequited love, and the occasional surveys are your thing... well then I'm sorry, for you missed out.

It seems like I graduated college and stopped writing. Not just essays and other schoolwork, but the whole process. Okay, well I do fill up my time writing on people's walls on facebook, and that obviously takes skill. But still, I don't write how I used to, and it doesn't seem healthy. Sometimes I miss having writing assignments. As much of a pain they could be, they got me to analyze things and see what was going on in my head. Or in most cases I got to see how awesomely I could bullshit.

Last year I had an awesome summer filled with drinking, laying out in the sun, and pretty much doing nothing. My sole job was to get a tan. It was fabulous. Since I had no time I kept telling people I would do this and that. And well one of my great ideas I had was to write a television show. Ha! I am king of making up awesome goals that I have some small glimmer of hope that I'll accomplish, such as learn the whole Nsync Bye, Bye, Bye dance. But I should realize by now that these are all just dreams. I'm not going to ever get that dance down pat, or write a script for a television show. Well at least not anytime soon. But I do hold out hope on learning some Lady Gaga dances... maybe with some YouTube help.



If I only I could have the patience... sigh.

Anyway, to cut to the chase... I decided a blog would be a good idea. (Though it will never be as good as this one and wow I just noticed she updated today... haha small world.) A place where I can write about what I love. And what do I love? TV! and well movies and music and food and sleep and alcohol... but I think TV comes first... barely. So I think it could be fun to write about my current addictions, or maybe old addictions or anything that comes to my mind. And of course if I want to write about something else, well so be it. Oh and yeah I have a thing about ignoring many grammar rules and using a lot of ellipses... sorry.