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You know; the one where I'm all put together and caught up on TV and other stuff, working on my writing, not pissed off at anyone, etc?  Yeah, me neither.

I did get through step one of the Halloween costume creation last night.   That was cool.  I have the pattern (read: old dress) cut into the four panels, and I traced the first panel onto the new material.  One big, brown panel to go down my front.  Tonight: The measuring and tracing of at least one side panel.  I'd forgotten the amount of ironing and pinning that working with a pattern entails.  It's annoying.  Kind of cool to see it all come together, though.

Working with the satin is interesting, though; because my seam marker goes right through the material, and I can see it on both sides.  And I spent a lot of time last night folding the front panel in half, trying to figure out if it was even.  Couldn't tell you.  Some times it looked perfect, the rest of the time I was cursing.

Oh, and I did the stupid this morning.  Forgot to take the book I finished on the way home yesterday out of my bag and put a new one in.  Yeah, can you tell it's a slow news day for me?  I'd gush about Heroes, but I still haven't seen last week's, which makes it hard to watch this week's.  Every time I try to watch it online, the internet goes down. Stupid roomie's boy.  Stupid internet. *grumbles*

Thanks god American Princess is over, because I was so embarrassingly addicted to it.  This season, I think the wrong girl won.  I liked Jasmine so much!  She not only had a great personality, she never had a bad word to say about anyone.  And, yeah, did I mention I was obsessed.  Whew, glad that's over.  Hopefully I can stop myself from watching the new Australian Princess show that's going to start.  I need that like I need a hole in my head.

Still need to watch: last week's Torchwood before this week's comes on, K-ville, Pushing Daises, Gray's Anatomy, Private Practice, and the Top Chef reunion.  Then I'm done with A.P. until Project Runway starts.  Also, need to stop recording History Detectives 4 times a day.  No clue how that happened.

Did manage to watch Journeyman, How I Met Your Mother, and Hotel Babylon last night.  I'm really getting into Journeyman, it's a neat show.  And I'm not just saying that because I fell madly in love with Kevin McKidd on Rome.  Nope, not me.  Hotel Babylon is just about the best brain candy I could have imagined.  Although, last night I was watching the second season opener; what's with half the guys in the cast getting the same awful haircut?  Yuck.  And WHY, WHHY did Charlie and Jackie break up.  It's so, so WROOONG!!

Okay, work now.  ttyl.

For your own personal edification, a random sampling:

The Blue Lagoon in Spanish (telemundo)
Jacques Pepin cooks fast food
War Stories with Oliver North
The top 10 Southern California Beaches
Ace of Cakes
Larva (movie on Sci-Fi)
Continuing Coverage of Comic-Con
The Fabulous Life of The Hamptons (who knew, towns have lives?)
Hex (Noir)
Columbo on the biography channel (huh?)
Hot Housewives' Fantasies

And that's all the interesting/odd stuff.  Needless to say, I'm watching Comic-Con.

I don't actually remember what happened last night.  I know I went home, and didn't go out anywhere.  I know I finished the Buffy/Veronica Mars crossover story I was reading (I SO blame Kate for that).  I know I watched a Scrubs rerun, and the DVR'd 'Top Design' from the previous night.  But, I got home around 6, and I can't really figure out what I did with all the time, you know?

'Top Design' should be interesting; except...Is it me, or does Todd Oldham remind you of the Buffy-bot?  He's very fake-cheerful and modulated when he speaks.  And of course, that could be because he's gone to a public speaking coach, but still, he sounds more robotic than C3-PO. 

Wow, I should take the Geek Test again, the above paragraph is a sad commentary on the state of my pop-culture accumen.  Or lack therof.

There is something to be said for the whole 'geeks are taking over the world' movement, in my opinion.  Because, seriously, how interesting and creative are the people who only watch network TV and the most popular movies?  Mainstream in boring, and if everyone else on the planet thinks it's lame that my roommate and I have been arguing for years about whether Buffy and Reilly should have dated, than so be it.  At least I'm not boring.

Not that there's anything wrong with mainstream.  Boring and mindless can be nice, sometimes.  [Deleted long-ass rant about "Alternative Programming" and the 'new golden age of television'.  And trust me, we're all better for it.]  So, anyway, I'm a geek, go me, in all my geekiness.