When you don’t have a job, you don’t typically know what day of the week it is. I have only noticed the change in seasons recently – I had to start putting on a long sleeve shirt to run in. Not having seen seasons for so long either, I forgot that that would be a second indicator of the hallowed week that is
Wait, there’s a whole week of this? Uh oh.
I’ve tried so hard to tear myself away from the TV all summer, but I’m a creature of habit with a penchant for background noise. I have speakers for my mp3 player, that’s helped. But last night, I rather innocently turned on the TV after our workout to watch MNF, and my hero, Vince Young *something like a phenomenon* tear it up like a champ.
Suddenly, husband flips around and starts watching Chuck.
Then the vortex SUCKED US IN. I’m all, what? That show I blogged about watching is on? Heroes premiere episode tonight? WHAT? The Bachelor?!? From AUSTIN??? Gotta watch that. What else? Dancing with the Stars? Who’s on, wait, stop me. That stuff is terrible, change the channel fast.
So: That Chuck show was pretty good. And MK liked it, which says a lot.
The Big Bang Theory was more terrible than I possibly could have imagined. I retract that previous post about thinking it might survive. Really, baaaaad.
Heroes, I forgot all about you. I’m confused. You better get good for me.
The Bachelor had me wondering when on EARTH impressing a man with your career and hobbies stopped and it became a webbed toed crazy lady contest. First impression should be for beauty or features, not singing dancing and contortion crap. It was embarrassingly fun to watch. Good luck Brad.
I spent time this morning looking through what else I’m going to watch – hoping not to become a couch potato. Tonight, only thing I’ll see is my Law and Order. SVU premiere has Cynthia Nixon, a Sex in the City lady. Looks hilarious.