Veronica Mars - Last episode rerun before SEASON 2!!

spent most of last night waiting to watch the repeat of Leave it to Beaver, Veronica Mars season 1 finale. not like i didn't know the story already but aaron echolls (shiver!) i'm sitting there (in the dark mind you cause it helps with the whole effect) and i'm waving my arms like, "look out veronica!" or "he's in the car! don't get in!". it's like when you yell at talk show hosts or the news though, it is highly unsatisfying that no one was listening to me (who fucking cares that they can't technically hear me - we should do something about that - invent something!)
NOW the thing that has me really fucking pissed off is that someone has dared to think they can push the season 2 premiere back a week so that they can air a 2 hour long episode of america's next top model? a show that, while highly addictive, is just so demoralizing and idiotic for the most part. the only reason to watch that show is to watch future model types cry. boo hoo! she said mean things to me! boo hoo! i don't like spiders! boo hoo! i can't look pouty enough for the photographer! well you know what, you six foot five, 102lb amazon woman, shut the fuck up, i don't care. go drink a smoothy then throw it up. wow! am i bitter or what! scary.
last night also tuned into entourage on HBO (2 i think? with digital cable there are like fifty HBOs - okay a bit crazy) with the guy from drive me crazy with melissa joan hart (so old school - have it on dvd, of course) and it was pretty fucking sweet. it was like a marathon or something. i kept flicking back and forth from it to the grudge but "the boyfriend" was all, "i don't want to watch the grudge" but then i would say, "but this part is awesome, she's had her mandible torn off! come on, just this part!" then it would get to the next part and i would leave it on and it would start over then back to entourage.
well, perhaps i should be getting some work done, since i am at work. but i mean really, who does that? me? heh. fuck you phones, ring fuckers, i dare you. ha! that's what i fucking thought. bastard.