The weather is finally cool...so I just sat home and watched TV

So it's finally fall and feel like I'm actually thinking clearly again. I feel like there are still a lot of things up in the air, but I've sort trying to remove myself from the weird malaise I've fallen into. Not to get all emo of course, but I'd been caught up in a lot of bullshit.

Anyhow, I was watching some reruns of "Being Human" this weekend, and I have to say, each time I watch episode three of season one, my crush on "died in 1985" Gilbert the 80s ghost grows in leaps and bounds. The weird thing is when they first started showing Being Human on BBC-A it didn't catch my fancy too much, mainly because "Primeval" was total suck to me and it also looked like it could go the direction of "Hex" (Christ) and I'd sort of resigned to expecting fantastical/Sci Fi shows on BBC-A that weren't like "Dr. Who" or "Life on Mars" to be full-on suck. However, one weekend I watched an episode and it just sucked me right into the next rerun and I couldn't leave my seat and had to watch the new episode that followed right after that.

Thankfully, the internet seems to agree with me that Gilbert is pretty awesome, so for once I don't feel so weird about a certain character I like and the rare times it does happen it's quite a relief. Oh, dear, don't get me started on Alexander Skarsgard in "True Blood." My friend and I turn into 13 year old girls as we scour Oh No They Didn't each time they have Askars gif party. Even funnier is they could start up a separate group for us entitled "Alexander Skarsgard really isn't the type of guy I usually like, but DA-YUM," because almost every other person seems to say that.

Speaking of type, I was talking to my friend Dave about Gilbert, and since he doesn't watch "Being Human," I had to link him to a clip from the show below and his reaction was, "That boy is nearly anorexic." That cracked me up mainly because it made me flashback to one time I was pointing out someone in the crowd to my friend Kelly and all she could say is, "You certainly have a type," and I really can't deny that statement. I guess I'm a creature of habit.