The Start of Something Weird

I just want to start this by saying that I don't really expect anyone to be reading this. It's just one of those things on the internet--a nebulous page that might as well be blank, since no one reads it (if a tree falls in the forest and no one clicks the comment button, does it make a sound?).

See what I did there? By disclaiming that at the beginning of my very first post, I have acquitted myself from feeling pretentious about anything that I end up writing. Good work, Caitlin. Have a biscuit.

So what am I doing now? (That's what people tend to write about, isn't it? It's been a long time since Xanga...) Sitting on my bed in my dorm room, staring at the computer screen and not doing my homework. The uje. Of course, this is all just leading up to me turning on the television and watching my Monday night lineup, which is even MORE the uje--not to mention being exactly what my mother wishes I wasn't doing.

But hey. I could be acting out by having tons of unprotected sex and getting tattoos of Chinese characters that say things like "Shrimp Fried Rice" and dabbling in recreational methamphetamines. See what a good girl I am? God, I make me sick sometimes.

Because it's pretty much my life (and, perhaps not coincidentally, what I want to turn into my career), I will list my Monday lineup here. Odds are, this blog is going to degenerate into my musings on television anyway, so I might as well get a head start.

Monday night is heavy-duty, and thankfully for my grades, not every night of the week is like this.

At 7pm (since I'm in Chicago): "Chuck"
At 8:30pm: "The Big Bang Theory"
At 9pm: "Castle"

Before "Chuck" came back, I spent that time watching "How I Met Your Mother," but I figure that "Chuck" needs the ratings more. And God knows I control the ratings system of national broadcast television. Amirite?

Of course the list of things I could/should be doing right now include:

-Finishing writing the new episode of "Undead Seriously" (check us out at www.undeadseriously.com)
-Reading that damn book for my Persuasive Images class
-Finishing Oliver Twist for my Comparative Literature class

And, y'know...stuff.

The fact that I can't even remember it doesn't speak too highly for its placement on my list of priorities. But I'm not surprised.