I’m sure you were distraught, wondering where I could possibly be. Not blogging. Not sharing very random things. Fulfilling your life.
Well, it was because I have been lazy, cold and glued to the television. I am a stone cold t.v. addict. I don’t care. I read. I always have. I think that television only makes you dumb if you let it. And, no, I don’t spend my time watching pbs or csnbc or whatever other channels smart, sophisticated people watch. I enjoy getting wrapped up in fictional people’s lives. Shit like this…
Sons of Anarchy. Gemma is one of my favorite characters on t.v. Period. And Jax is hot. That pretty much sums that up.
Weeds. This season is just a bummer. But this past Monday my stomach fluttered when I saw my drug lord dreamboat, Guillermo, reappear. Yeah, possibly to kill Nancy, but whatever, she totally has it coming.
Always Sunny in Philadelphia. The only reason I am still on Twitter is to keep up on Troll Foot. If this means nothing to you, please check out his twitpic series. (http://twitter.com/#!/Danny_DeVito) But really, this show just makes me happy. So good.
So here we are. Go ahead and judge me. That’s fine. But Bad Girl’s Club is just…well, I don’t know, really. Disgusting. It’s kind of what I would imagine strung out, second-rate porn stars who all have to live together would be like. And it is hilarious! It’s really funny to see girls act out this weird machismo for show. Not necessarily for the television show, but just a show for onlookers in general. It’s also a lesson in science, odds and medicine. Like, how have these broads beaten the odds of not dying of alcohol poisoning?
Well, yep, that’s what I’ve been doing. Winterizing.
Hopefully I will reemerge from the corner of my couch sometime soon. Until then….um,
I also watch Gossip Girl…