...made while putting off the things I am supposed to be doing, and also, maybe I might be back to blogging on my sort-of-regular-schedule-even-
though-it-was-never-really-that-regular-in-the-first-place, but I'm still not guaranteeing anything
I watched this new show last night called Grey's Anatomy. I'm not sure the world really needs another show about doctors, but whatever. I haven't decided if it's any good or not yet, but I'll at least commit saying it isn't terrible, although the woman playing the sort-of main character is a really bad actress. However, Patrick Dempsey is cute, so that might balance things out.
Anyway, here's a sign that perhaps I am having trouble separating reality from fiction. There's this kind-of hard-assed resident on the show, and I thought she looked really familiar, and I realized that she played Army Private Johnson in the movie Lone Star, in which her criminal ex-boyfriend shot her current boyfriend right in front of her in the middle of a crowded bar, and then later she got caught doing drugs. So I'm watching her play a doctor on Grey's Anatomy, and I'm thinking, good for her! She really turned her life around.
Yeah, I know, I have issues.
In other news, you can tell procrastination is at its worst by the fact that I am now sporting nail polish on both my fingers and my toes. If you know me at all, you know I hate putting nail polish on because I am possibly the least coordinated person on the planet, and I just end up looking like that woman in Airplane, except the polish is all over my fingers instead of my face. Then I have to spend hours carfully using nail polish remover to get it all off, and I invariably smudge at least one or more nails while doing that, and then I have to start all over again. I think you can see why it's not something I do on a regular basis. Also, I'm kind of clumsy with my fingers, so I usually chip it within a day of putting it on, so it just isn't worth it. (And in case you are wondering, the cheap part of me simply cannot bear to pay someone to give me a manicure.) So yeah, despite all that, I painted all my nails, so you can tell I really didn't want to confront my responsibilites.
ETA: I was thinking about this the other day, and was going to say something about it, but I forgot when I first wrote this post (I guess I could make a new post, but I don't feel like it, and plus, I was already talking about TV up there, so it seems like it fits here).
Anyway, needless to say, I will not be watching this new show Revelations. But I just wanted to mention how hilarious it is that Fred "touch my balls and my ass" Durst is a member of the cast. It's kind of like if they cast Paris Hilton to play a nun. Unless of course, he's playing the devil or something. (His character's name is Ogden. I don't know the bible very well - is that a bad guy?) Still, they couldn't have found anyone else? Because, ew.