Right now I’m reading The Spectacular Now and loving it, it’s reminding me of reading One Day and I looooooved that book, read it several times now. I just really hope I don’t end up curled up in a ball and sobbing at the end like with the latter book. I had some horrible thigh Read More →

Here is proof: My wall at work. My miniature Mini with the Union Jack (I do not yet have a life size version). The tee I made for the show I love Misfits, I also made one for Skins. I named my little cactus at work after Rudy from Misfits. The cat we adopted most Read More →

I thought I’d post a few updates, if anyone still reads: We adopted a new cat, his names is Miles. He’s named after Chris Miles from Skins, because that character was both badass and sweet as hell. Miles was a stray for most of his life and was eventually brought into our local shelter. I Read More →

I love music, a lot. I love Spotify because I get a buttload of music all at once from wherever I want. I love that I was able to make my own Skins & Misfits playlist because they have some crazy awesome music and usually stuff I’ve never heard before.   This is a newer Read More →

Only 4 more episodes of Skins and I’ve been thinking about how that will effect me. For some tv is just tv but this show has become so much more and I’m not sure how to properly express that. I feel like these characters are a part of my life and what happens to them Read More →


  The end I speak of is Skins, I knew it would come eventually but when I tell you I am not ready I am speaking the truth. It’s officially the last series of Skins and in 10 episodes it will be over forever. 6 years, 6 series, 3 generations and quite the ride I Read More →


  So it seems, while I love British television the most of all television it also breaks my heart more than any other shows. How many times has the show left me crying at the end, unconsoled. Luckily my husband understands, relatively, why this hurts me so much. First there is Skins, now to be Read More →

As I’ve written about before, I pretty much never go for a bad boy. The closest to a bad boy I’ve dated in real life was a frat guy and trust me, they are mock bad boys if that. I was watching a little a lot of Veronica Mars again and Manly Man always points Read More →


Dear British television (or telli), Now you know I love you, I really do. I mean, despite my relationship with American tv you know I’ve chosen you time again. I know we have to kind of sneak around sometimes but I know it’s worth it for me. We’ve had long nights together where I’ve gotten Read More →