the amount of shame will always be constant

Word of the week: Lame.

So, yeah. Wow. How long has it been since I did this, anyway?

Let's just say I was waiting for Veronica Mars to come back on. And then I was waiting until I'd watched EVERYTHING else before I watched that.

( Like, Gilmore Girls )

( ...And Boston Legal )

( Oh, and Without a Trace, too... )

( And Bones was on as well )

( Which brings us to Veronica at last )


Whew.

I find it amusing that "Imagine Me And You" is promoted as the Valentine's movie to see. Oh, how the times have changed.

Which is my segue from nothing into another rant about the miserable state of television today. Which is not so bad, really.

I officially love Boston Legal. Just when I think Denny has become annoying something hilarious happens, like Denise having a sexual fantasy about him and him finding out and then he's funny all over again. But Tom Selleck is even more annoying on BL than he was on Friends.

( Someone said there might be an eight season of Gilmore Girls )

( Veronica Mars reminded me of something else this week )

( Without a Trace is my deadbeat dad )

( There are so many many reasons I shouldn't like Bones )

But, see, even when Bones is bad, it isn't really. And even when WaT is good, it isn't really.

It's Friday night and my television week is over. It would've been over two days ago, really, but I only just got around to watching Gilmore Girls now. Everything from now until Monday when I watch Sunday night's Without a Trace (with whatever excitement I can muster) is just filler.

The shocker is Bones was actually the show I enjoyed the most this week. (a mid-season one episode.) I can think of several reasons for this: 1) There are no expectations of greatness: This is just a silly crime show with a very very casual relationship to actual science. It's more about the characters than what actually happens, and even the characters I don't care too much about. 2) The awesome shocking post-opening credit (or possibly pre-opening credits, I can't remember) scene where Bones had been beaten up oh so badly. The effect of that was just so incredibly good that I didn't really care that the rest of the episode was about voodoo and stupid. Those two-three seconds of "Oh! What the fuck?!" made it totally worth it. And it's still funny, in that way where you can't really tell if the show is mocking itself or all the other shows it's trying to mimic. There are more reasons, but moving on, now.

( Because Veronica Mars got on my nerves this week )

( Gilmore Girls: Three shows for the price of one )

They referred to the same legal technicality on Criminal Intent just now as they did in one of the old episodes of WaT I watched earlier today. It takes very little to amuse me this late at night.

I have no food. Daniel is supposed to cook, and I'm curious to see what he'll do when he opens my fridge. Hey, I told him to go shopping yesterday, but he wanted to be hungover and sleep, so it's not my problem. I have chocolate and popcorn, I'll be fine. And old bread.

I love Weekendavisen, but their customer service sucks. "We made a mistake? Oh, we're so sorry, but I'm afraid you won't be getting your money back. And really, you should have guessed you were supposed to send us a copy of your social security card and your student ID." Obviously. Because that's what you do when you subscribe to a newspaper. Huh?

I love last.fm. Not that it works at all, but it made me put my cd's on my computer. So I remembered about Nils and Gangway. Yay! Henrik Balling love. I think he totally should come back as a dog. I miss Puls.

And completely random, because the thought of Puls made me nostalgic, those repeats of the "Gak gak" programs made me realize how many of the expressions we used growing up came from those three retarded kids. "Det er det falske sted." (That really doesn't translate well, so too bad.) I spat apple juice through my nose, which was kinda gross when you think about it, but it was just too weird. And the finger behind the ping pong bat? LMFAO.

( Without a Trace, Gilmore Girls, and some really old Smallville spoiled. )