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hello couch potatoes,

the plus-shaped cursor turns on channel me.

the green button takes you to the tagboard

and the brown round one turns on archives and exits.

happy surfing,

Sunday, September 30

t.o.w. the return of television therapy

I am starting to feel whole again. Whole again. Whole again.

All my friends are coming back to me.

Bailey and her motley gang of the folks at Seattle Grace, Michael and his fugitive friends, Probst and his Underwear Tribe with the most intense Clothes Grabbing, Sarah Walker, her "no-oooo" along with the rest of the Walkers (illegitimate or not), my scandalous friends from Wysteria Lane, my Hiro! and my Nikki! and my Micah! and the whole group who woke up one day having to save the world, Addison and her new friends fom sunny LA and of cos, I'll never forget, my friends from NYC.

I AM SO HAPPY. TV IS BACK AGAIN.

On the other end though, I'm still beaten up over having lost track on my broody O shows. I need Peyton and Seth back in my life soon.

Lalalalalala.

Welcome,

Secret Mondays, Feuding Tuesdays, Breaking Wednesdays, Fighting Thursdays, Drooling Fridays, Brooding Saturdays and Voting Sundays!

A show for everyday of the week!

Life cannot get better.

And on a totally separate issue, I swear I have the worst luck when it comes to meeting people. Seriously? Seriously.

TV. TV. TV. Hee.
kenn thwacked an asshat munchkin' at 10:16 PM