gossip girl starts on Monday. dig that. here is what i hope happens in season 2: Lily and Rufus get back together, maybe not til the end of the season for more tensiony buildup; Dan realizes he is NOT the most understanding person in the world; Jenny gets a real, not gay-but-also-homophobic boyfriend; Blair gets everything she ever wanted and more; and Serena gets to star in a remake of Breakfast at Tiffany’s, have her own designer perfume, date the biggest rock star in the world, model during Fashion Week, and . . . oh all that happened in the books already. YAWNsauce.
i watched all the bonus features from the season 1 dvds the other night and they are PRETTY GOOD. the fashion one is excellent and i think that i could be best friends with the costume designer Eric Daman. except i would have to increase my style factor by the power of 97. (that’s a lot.)
the other day when i went grozzery shopping w/ S.D., i somewhat idiotically bought one of those 3-litre baskets of peaches AND one of tomatoes. that is a lot for one girl to eat. especially when she is mostly too lazy to bring lunch from home and sometimes eats dinner out? breakfast right now: 2 peaches. LUCKILY they are flipping delicious. i guess that is one of the bonuses of having a family: you do not have to eat all the peaches and tomatoes yourself.
next DDPP is September 20th.
blair and chuck are sad that summer is nearly over. i am not that sad? i like fall and have new boots to wear. i have two pairs of them. for real. it was a happy birthday mistake but now i am the somewhat-bashful owner of two colours of the same pair of boots. oh let me find you a picture. here are the two colours: brown and “cognac.”
I guess it’s time to buck up and get down to work. This weekend I will be: (1) proofreading, (2) flipping thru “final” pages just in case mistakes were missed (like the misspelling of an editor’s name…ahem), (3) cleaning, (4) visiting pals I do not see nearly enough, (5) working on my not-so-secret project, (5) eating peaches and tomatoes or getting fed up and throwing them from my fourth floor balcony onto the unsuspecting dog walkers in St. James Park.
my hopes for the New Nine-Oh are not too high but you can bet your bottom dollar I will be watching on Tuesday night. If they give enough screen time to Brenda and Kelly, I will watch FOREVER. If it’s too much with the new teens and they are not awesomesauce, I will quit like Kelly ditched that cult and those diet pills.
I will choose me.