waking dreams

OK, so my head's kinda *bleurgh* this evening because I spent all day revising for my Film History exam on Tuesday. Thus, I now know waaaaay more about the history of the western and German cinema from 1945-the 1980s that I ever thought I'd need to know.

So... I decided to recharge the brain batteries with some TV. Fair enough.

Thursday is my Criminal Minds day, so that was first. Awesome as usual, and oh deities, if I could stop being obsessed with Hotch right now, that'd be good.

Next up was Eastwick. Which I love too much for words. Also, HOLY SHIT DID WHAT I THINK HAPPENED ACTUALLY JUST HAPPEN? WEIRD, man. Also... NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, WILL. (OK, so I sort of really, majorly identify with Joanna. Except for the no-inner-editor thing and the verbal diarrhoea and the got-left-at-the-altar thing. Everything else, though... scarily similar to me. So I get... frustrated. About Will-related issues.)

Also, would be nice if Darryl van freaking Horne could stop haunting my dreams/daydreams/etc. Seriously, I used to be able to think about, y'know, guys other than him. Not so easy now.

And finally, (and this is all bradeatspeeps's fault)... Gossip Girl. Prior to today, I'd seen all of... two episodes, mostly down to curiosity. But I've been told it's really good, so I gave it another chance.

AND I LOVE IT ALREADY.

I think (at the moment, give me time here people), that my favourite is Dan. He's adorkable, basically.

But Nate seems cool too (on top of being gorgeous) and a certain Mr C. Bass might be sneaking his way into my world... dammit. Also, Serena's brother is awesome.