So, I was watching Saturday Night Live last night, which I never do because I really don't particularly like anyone on there anymore (except Tina Fey, Amy Poehler, and Rachel Dratch). Anyway, who was the retard hosting it last night? After watching his monologue and him talking about how he was flinging cashews with his "morning wood," I was a bit disgusted and went to bed. I don't even know who that guy was, let alone what he did that made him famous enough to host SNL. I'm no stranger to raunchy humor, but man, I didn't think that stuff was funny. It was just gross. Not to mention that he made himself look like a total ass. Anyway, I did tune in later to watch James Blunt, of whom I'm a big fan, and I was very impressed by his performance. I wish I could watch more CSI. I usually work Thursday evenings now, which sucks, and I can never get it taped right. Either I forget about it or someone messes it up. **POSSIBLE SPOILERS AHEAD** I really wanted to watch it about two weeks ago, when Stokes was going to find out more about the people who kidnapped him. He's looking much better without his mustache, but I hope he doesn't look like the Man in the Yellow Hat from Curious George. Which, by the way, is fitting, since his name is George Eads. Curious George, George Eads. Get it? Passions is failing to hold my interest lately. As soon as Rachel "uncloaked," everything just started going downhill. Yes, we know everyone in Harmony has skeletons in their closet that Alistair knows about. That's why everyone is a suspect. DUH. Please, writers of Passions, don't insult your viewers' intelligence. Write some good stories. How about having Gwen 'fess up to Ethan, Ethan ditching Gwen and going for Theresa, and Theresa refusing him and hooking up with Noah-with-better-acting-skills? That would satisfy me. On a personal note, I MADE DEAN'S LIST FOR LAST SEMESTER! That's TWICE in a row, baby. Let's hope I can keep this thing going. With the way this semester started out, I think it's going to be hella hard. RANDOM PICTURE TIME Well, the picture is being stupid and cutting off the right side of the photo, but it doesn't matter since there's nothing over there. If you look beyond the crappy picture quality, that's my dog Gizmo. She's a three-year-old Aquarian Australian Terrier and a little blonde bombshell. She's the one who protects us from the stray acorns outside. Current music: "Spoonful of Sugar" (or whatever it's called) by Julie Andrews, from "Mary Poppins"