Friday, August 18, 2006

brain mush

Is it just me that cries during every episode of What Not to Wear? I think it's when the friends and family shriek and cry and applaud when their sister/girlfriend/co-worker comes out, transformed.

Or maybe I'm just feeling overly emotional after having watched Pearl Harbour for the first time. I never thought that a movie starring Ben Affleck could move me but...I was moved. I bawled. I hate war.

Now I'm on to watching Take Home Chef, where "hunky Australian master chef" (the website's quote, not my own...I prefer brunettes) has approached a mother of five to cook dinner at her house. He's making homemade pizza from scratch with mozzarella, fresh basil, and prosciutto. If only I could take home a hunky chef to make me homemade pizza from scratch with mozzarella, fresh basil, and prosciutto...but brunette instead of blond...and Italian instead of Australian.

OH WAIT. THAT HAPPENS.

I've watched about six hours of television today. I think that's my quota of intelligence-sucking behaviour for the month filled. It had better not be three weeks of this. I'd like to get my master's some day.

1 comment:

A.J. said...

Turn the TV off... step away from the TV!