My plans for this fall ...

... look a little something like this, at least in terms of television-watching.

Sunday

8 pm: The Amazing Race (CBS) Premieres September 27

Monday

8 pm: Heroes (NBC) Premieres September 21
9 pm: Gossip Girl (CW) Premieres September 14

Tuesday

8 pm: So You Think You Can Dance (Fox)

Wednesday

8 pm: So You Think You Can Dance (Fox) Premieres September 16
9 pm: Glee (Fox) Premieres September 16
9 pm: Top Chef (Bravo) Premieres August 19
10 pm: Leverage (TNT) Already airing
10 pm: Eastwick (ABC) Premieres September 23

Thursday

8 pm: Flash Forward (ABC) Premieres September 24
8 pm: Vampire Diaries (CW) Premieres September 8
9 pm: Supernatural (CW) Premieres September 8
10 pm: Project Runway (Lifetime) Premieres August 20

What we can tell from this:

1. NBC and CBS don't love me enough.
2. I'm still a reality-TV crack whore and must therefore die.
3. I'm just lucky that Bravo reruns their reality shows, like, a half dozen times ten minutes after they finish the episode so my Wednesday nights will be a little less cluttered. Ick.
4. Speaking of, ABC clearly just wants to fuck with me.
5. I didn't add America's Got Talent to the list simply because it shouldn't last too long into the fall and also the results shows are Wednesday and I already whimper looking at that list.

Status of the writer

Does BLAAAAAAAAAAAARGH count as a status update?

*sigh*

Okay, SO.

-- I finished editing the first twenty-four chapters of Heroine Addiction, so there's that. I want to start writing it again, but the spark's not right there right now and the agent-shaped person's going at those first twenty-four chapters with a sharpened red pencil this week, so I might as well wait.

-- I tried to think of a title for the Regency fantasy before and almost sprained something. The pun thing is just not going to work with this one, I don't think, and I don't have enough idea of what's going to happen to start throwing around titles. Of course, that still doesn't change the fact that I write a lot better with a title to cling to.

-- I was going to work on GPW before and took a nap instead. So, yeah, that went well.

-- I tried to brainstorm new story ideas before and ... well, you know, nap. Outside of crap like, "Baby dolls grow up ... and KILL!", I've got nothing. Yuck. I'd just go, "Well, fuck, I'll just write the most whacked-out idea that comes to mind," but hey, that's how I ended up with Heroine Addiction half-completed on my hard drive.

I feel like I want to talk about writing with someone, and yet I don't because it's just depressing me because my brain is drawing a blank. I swear to God, I'm just going to start writing a story about a single unemployed 32-year-old virgin who lives alone with a cat and two chinchillas and ... fuck, I don't know, fights zombies or causes the apocalypse or I could just turn it into a ridiculously cheesy romance novel where somebody drops a hot alien vampire pirate into her lap and my GOD, I think I need to back slowly away from the internet right now.

No more, you guys, seriously.

( This is what happens when you people leave me alone with the internet. )

*squeak*

The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus trailer:

I feel like I just ate an entire cheesecake in one sitting. :)

"America's Got Talent" discussion post

Oh, Nick. Honey. Velvet? No. No, let's not do that.

EDIT: Also, do we HAVE to take five from tonight's show? Tonight's lineup sucks on toast. Is this the bottom ten? 'Cause the Beale Street Flippers is better than all ten of the ones who got there without a wildcard, seriously.

OTHER EDIT: I like Carol Loo, but ... no, sweetie. That said, when Sharon said Carol reminded her of Madonna, all I could think of is, "I've seen photos of Madonna lately, and Carol actually looks BETTER."

APPALLED EDIT: OH FOR FUCK'S SAKE THE TEXAS TENORS ARE SINGING LEE GREENWOOD I THINK I'M GOING TO VOMIT I HATE THAT SONG.

Because I could use the pick-me-up ...

the i-envy-this-about-you meme