premiere week, part 2

Many thanks to Alyson for teaching me how to “add friends” on MySpace. 🙂 I only created it because a friend of mine made hers private so I could no longer read it! (You know who you are, hehe). I probably won’t use it very much but if any of you have one and want to be friends, let me know in the comments. Or you can find me here. No Facebook yet, Alie — I don’t need another site to become addicted to!

I am *so* dreading work tomorrow. 🙁 I’ve been having a rough few weeks. My boss recently had surgery so she hasn’t been in the office very much. Because of this, there are buying responsibilities for a major client that have filtered down to my desk that honestly, I’m not comfortable with handling. I’m only a junior Media Buyer — I really shouldn’t be making some of these decisions. And when I turn to upper management for help, I don’t think they take my concerns seriously. It’s unbelievably frustrating. To make things worse, the planners at the agency that we work with are some of the most uptight, unfriendly people I’ve ever had the (dis)pleasure of working with. It doesn’t make for a fun work environment. I think I’m going to look for a new job after the wedding. I just have absolutely no idea what I want to do. I’m pretty sure I don’t want to stay in media. I hate the long hours and the stress. But I’ve been in this industry for 5 years… I don’t really know anything else. Maybe I can be an assistant again (this is how I got my start after college)… is that weird? You’re supposed to move up the corporate ladder, not back. I just don’t know. *sigh*

Anyway, new TV always cheers me up! (Comments on Dirty Sexy Money, Private Practice, Gossip Girl, Smallville, CSI).

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I created a MySpace account. I think. But apparently I can’t seem to figure out how to use the thing. Can someone tell how in the world I send out a friend request?! Thanks in advance.


While I’m here I might as well do a fandom meme stolen from Nicola:

The one who seduced you and fucked you over and broke your heart in a million pieces and laughed about it:
Hmm. Alias (I hated the “twist” in the season 2 finale). Or even Grey’s Anatomy (George/Izzie).
The old flame you don’t see very often any more, but whom you still really enjoy getting together with for a few drinks and maybe a pleasant nostalgic romp in the sheets:
Buffy the Vampire Slayer. I was watching season 4 recently and was amazed at how well the snappy dialogue still holds up.
The mysterious dark gothy one with whom you used to sit up talking until 3 a.m. at weird coffeehouses and with whom you were quite smitten, until you realized he really was fucking crazy:
Nip/Tuck. After 2 seasons, that show really kind of scared me. Desperate Housewives also applies.
The one you spent a whole weekend in bed with and who drank up all your liquor and whom you’d still really like to fuck again, although you’re relieved they don’t actually live in town:
America’s Next Top Model. I skipped out after Caridee’s cycle.
The Steady:
Dawson’s Creek. Yes, STILL. I keep the DVDs close to my desk so I can pop in a disc if I really want to see one of my favorite Pacey/Joey scenes. I don’t know if I’ll ever love a TV couple the same way.
The alluring stranger with whom you’ve flirted at parties, but have never gotten really serious:
The one you hang out with and have vague fantasies about maybe having a thing with, but ultimately you’re just good buddies, ’cause the friendship is there, but the chemistry ain’t:
Most sitcoms, like 30 Rock, How I Met Your Mother.
The one your friends keep introducing you to and who seems like a hell of a cool guy, except it’s never really gone anywhere:
The Office. I don’t know why. It looks like a great show. I probably just need to rent the DVDs and have a marathon.
The one who’s slept with all your friends, and you keep looking at him and thinking, “What? How the hell did that land all these cool babes?”:
Most reality shows, like Survivor, Big Brother, and The Amazing Race.
The one your friend has fallen for like a ton of bricks and whom she keeps babbling to you about on the phone for hours, and you’d be happy for her, except you just know it’s going to end badly:
Grey’s Anatomy. Except this applies to me and I still can’t give up the show.

Hee, that was fun!