Aside from the few Mets games I catch (none of which I sit all the way through because they're typically playing so crappy that it's not even worth to watch... RYAN CHURCH PLZ TO BE COMING BACK NAO) I haven't been watching television. I've got plenty of time, but I misplaced my remote and I'm too lazy to get up every time a commercial comes on and really, since Grey's Anatomy is done for the season (I need more McDreamy!) I've got no reason to turn on the tube. Not to mention that I don't get Showtime...
...So I bought the third season of Weeds the other day and oooooh boy am I addicted. I got hooked on the series a few months ago thanks to Whitney (who thanks Jamie) and have been chomping at the bit to watch the new stuff. It was well worth the wait. Nancy's life is in shambles and just when you think it'll get better for her, it just gets much, much worse (and then she gets a tattoo... I love you Mary Louise Parker). And hi? Romany Malco NEKKID? YES PLZ.
The biggest beef I've got about the 3rd season? Effing Mary-Kate Olson. She plays the part well, don't get me wrong, but she's just a crackwhore and the sound of her voice makes me want to kick babies. Dear Jenji, please bring back Zooey Deschanel...
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