yesterday elle and i plopped a couple lawn cushions down in the backyard and enjoyed a morning snack. i'm just loving this gusty autumn weather.
speaking of love, i am wholly emotionally/psychologically/intellectually invested in this new show fringe (missed it during the bizarre crafting week, though)(and incidentally, for the brits among us, this is not a show about hair styles, although that would be riveting). it's this far-fetched sci-fi thriller, much like "v: the final battle" except with humor and likeable characters and a plot.
i've decided that i need to regularly follow one TV show to tether me to normal american society (and thereby stave off total bibliophilistic geekdom, or so the theory goes). so fringe is all well and good for me, except for the paltry fact that it FREAKS ME OUT.
i know i'm practically scrawling a target over my avatar and saying MOCK ME PLEASE, because sure, fringe is ludicrously unrealistic and not even scary. but the thing is, the last time science and i brushed shoulders was back when i was eighteen, and in the meantime i've forgotten enough of it (which is, like, all of it) for fringe's scenarios to seem just believable enough that i stumble away from each episode feeling vaguely disturbed. and then in mid-sleep i bolt upright in bed muttering about The Pattern and Get Walter and Massive Dynamic.
yeah, i think i may have been better off with the books.
somebody watch tonight's episode with me so we can do some group therapy tomorrow. grazie. goodnight.
addendum 10/1 okay, so last night's was just kind of meh. if you want to give the show a fair shot, pop on over to the website where i think you can watch past episodes online. i haven't yet seen the third, but the first two are freakishly good.