I fucking love Neighbours. I can't stand Eastenders at all, but I love Hollyoaks and Neighbours. I like my soaps trashy, unrealistic and chock full of melodrama. I like plane crash tragedies, people faking their own deaths, serial womanisers with one leg, and people missing presumed dead who turn up with memory loss working for the Salvation Army. I like ridiculous teenage drug addicts, late night specials where date rapists get impaled in abandoned fair grounds, schemeing evil wives, and closet gay priests. Who doesn't?

I also have a massive girl crush on Libby Kennedy. I grew up watching the Kennedy family, and my first boy crush was on young Billy. Remember when he asked everyone to call him Bill because it sounded more grown up? Heh, yeah. And my first girl crush? Libby. She's like the amazing older cousin you looked up to as a kid, who always seemed so clever and strong and beautiful and you could never be convinced otherwise, even when she was babysitting in her jogging bottoms and burning your dinner. Even now, I adore her. She can do no wrong.

JKRs prequel-type thing was cool. ( Cut for spoilers )

I also devoured Supernatural: Origins, the graphic novel prequel that follows John Winchester's hunt for the thing that killed his wife. ( Cut for more spoilers! )

ETA: And now I am going to do my ironing and watch the tennis and this makes me very happy indeed. Yay tennis!

Listening to Holly Golightly & The Brokeoffs' You Can't Buy A Gun When You're Crying makes me think of Supernatural, so here are some spoilers for the last ITV2 episode ( Jus in Bello. )

Empire Magazine's list of the "50 Greatest TV Shows" ever.
1. Bold the shows you've watched every episode of
2. Italic the shows you've seen at least one episode of
3. Post your answers

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Well, that was riveting. In summary, there are only nine shows I haven't seen any episodes of. I spend too much time watching TV.

My DAB signal is terrible in the flat here. Bethnal green is rubbish for reception, I have decided. We have combated this on the TV by getting Sky, but I miss my DAB! I can only get a few channels here, including Planet Rock, Virgin Xtreme and Birdsong. Hah! Not good enough! I miss Arrowrock, and Magic! I might have to look into getting a booster. I'm not sure how they work but anything that will improve my signal is desperately needed.

I spent this evening mostly practising my shorthand (at which I am still fairly terrible) and doing one of those blackhead remover nose strip thingies, which was totally gross and absolutely satisfying. Take THAT pores!

What else? I'm on work experience at the moment which I'm enjoying so far. OH and how much do I love that Neighbours is on at seven on Five Life? I teared up at that advert with Harold welcoming me back to Ramsey Street... You know, the one where he laments that us students grew up and had to do grown up things at half five, only now we can watch after our tea at seven! I'd link to it but a quick google reveals nothing...

Erm, that's pretty much it. Time for bed now, I feel. My recent obsession with CSI:NY has taken me into season four, which I'm trying to catch up with at the moment... but it's eating up all my spare time! I'm obsessed! I have loads of stuff to do for college so I'm trying to be really strict with myself at the moment but it's not easy, by any means. Aargh.

I have LJ tourettes, this post is rubbish.

Oh crap, and my paid account expired!

I haven't been on livejournal in absolutely ages, which is really sad because I have had loads of stuff to write about! My life has been well and truly getting in the way. Although I love having more stuff to do, it's been getting quite tiring... I could really do with a weekend of doing nothing to catch up on all the tidying and laundry and reading and other things I want to get done.

I should be doing something right now, actually. I have one article to research and write, a shorthand homework to do for the Hot Shorthand Tutor and I have a begging letter to write for work experience (and the necessary research to do for that so I can sound like I've been reading their magazines for years rather than only heard of them today). Instead I am watching episodes of CSI:NY on my laptop. Oops.

But CSI:NY is so good! Not as geeky as Vegas (I miss the dorky scientists of Grissom's lab) but with the latest episodes of the original CSI series showing distinct signs of stagnation (even William Peterson is looking decidedly mouldy), I have been seeking refuge in the enthusiasm of the early episodes of the baby of the franchise. The less said about Miami the better, in my opinion.

CSI:NY has all the classic elements that made Vegas so great; brilliant cast, interesting characters, clever scripts, bizarre cases and an exciting soundtrack. All infused with a dark, moody, grimy, street-wise, New York feel.

Err, but I am a geek. So what I really, really watch it for is the slow-burn relationship between Danny and Lindsay. Actually the cutest canon romance of any of the CSIs, and the most watchable, and believable. I just watched "Stuck on You" which really showed up the chemistry between those two characters, in a far less ham-fisted way than any of Vegas's Sara/Grissom "moments".

Oh, and I watch for Gary Sinise. I love Gary Sinise. Lieutenant Dan can captain my shrimp boat anyday.

That was a bit odd. None of the things I wanted to write about were CSI related... Oh well. Time for another episode!

Another day of boredom at the garage... The highlight of today has got to be a customer who closely ressembled the Python's Mr Creosote, horribly obese and stained with a croaky, gobbly-turkey voice. I sent him out the front door to look at a car and as he came in the back I sent the sales exec out the front after him. After two laps they finally met. I have succeeded in creating my own sitcom. Hurrah! The sales exec just whispered "I'm going to kill myself" as he passed my desk. Glad I could help. Anytime.

New Mighty Boosh tonight. I'm very excited.