... my mission is to convert at least one of you blog regulars into watching Hollyoaks. And I'm not sure I can do it, but I'm going to give it my all. You may want to tune in tonight for the funeral of Mel and Sophie (*sniff*), two of the victims taken from the village after the fire.

I missed Weeds last Wednesday, but I can't stay up to watch it tonight. School's taking it's toll on me, but you might be glad to know that my situation has improved from last week.

Very excited about the return of Strictly Come Dancing this week. I'm hoping this series will be another great one, but how many more of Bruce Forsythe's bad jokes can we take?

Emmerdale is very yawnable at the moment.

I've given up on trying to watch Veronica Mars as I keep dipping in and out and I don't know what's going on. The only reason I'm doing this is because my Dad's going on business to America next February, and I'm hoping he'll be able to bring back the Season 2 DVD with him.

I enjoyed the Bad Girls finale, a show which I've also been dipping in and out of this season. But where was Pat?

And finally, we come to the marvellous Grey's Anatomy. I really fear that it may just take ER's place soon, but this could just be because of the ER withdrawal symptoms I'm going through at the moment (I hope all you US folk enjoy the premiere of Season 13 on Thursday). But I love GA at the moment, and I loved Alex's talk about a very first kiss (was that this week's or last week's?) with that patient of his. He's still a tool though.