I wish I wasn't such a freak of nature and that I got depressed during the winter like millions of other people instead of during the summer. I don't know what it is, maybe the heat? Maybe the memories of that other girl I used to be that it brings to mind? Who knows, but I loathe it.

Finally catching up on some shows that I fell back on. Finished the last few eps of Pushing Daisies and I am halfway through S3 of Skins.

( Pushing Daisies... )

( Skins... )

Next up is to watch Dollhouse, which I only watched the Pilot of during the original airings. Friday nights are not good TV nights.