Trying not to focus on negative thoughts and the general crappy feeling everyone has, I got myself a ticket to the Star Trek World Premiere in Sydney next week.
Slightly insane to think I can handle a crowd that large but I'm meant to set myself challenges, so fingers crossed I don't end up fainting like I did on the Attack of the Clones red
I would like to remain spoiler free for the new Doctor but the BBC, as usual, is plotting against me. Maybe I should bury my head in the sand like that Family Guy episode of South Park.
I have only seen 4 episodes of Gossip Girl and I'm afraid to watch more and get hooked.
Because already I want to go shopping with Chuck Bass to buy clothes for Zachary Quinto and then have them do a fashion show in my living room while Tara Banks and I take photos and post them all over the interwebz.
Teresa and I have reverted to our high school selves and are crazy mad giggly nuts over the D*A*A*S DVD release.
We plan to buy it early, watch it and repeat until someone makes us act like grown ups again (probably that cute but insane Dora fangirl that insists on following Teresa around).