
Grey's Anatomy is finally, after a long hiatus due to the writer's strike, bringing us new episodes. I don't think I could have taken it much longer.
I need Derek Shepard.
Seriously.
"Aut, Colleen" is the endearing nickname my parents inadvertently gave me and continue use. Saying my sister Autumn's name is a knee jerk reaction but they quickly recover and hope I don't notice. Funny thing is that I really don't anymore. When they start saying "Tim, Colleen" well, then we have a problem.
Clay and I love fashion so both of us watch Project Runway. Tim Gunn is without a doubt, the best part of the show. He's fantastic. You can't watch at least one show without developing your own Tim Gunn impression in your head. Apparently Santino (season 2) was no different.
Isaiah Washington was just canned by ABC so he won't be coming back for the next season of Grey's Anatomy. I'm not sure how much I care yet but I am worried about how I will adjust to the change. Like those groups of girls that cry and shit at high school graduations about how things will never be the same. I was the girl who was looking at them thinking "hell yeah, I fucking hope to God things won't be the same. Now lets all go get really drunk and smoke some weed."