but my cat still loves me

Statistically, it is likely that the DVDs I have from Netflix at any given time are ones that I do not want to watch. This is not so much because I suck at picking movies, but because a lot of the time, I will get a DVD in the mail, not be in the mood to watch it, and then leave it sitting there for two months while I continue to not want to watch it, rather than send it back and get something I do want. And then it builds up into this *thing* and, well.

Until recently, the movies I had were Gamer (Gerard Butler plays a death-row convict, one of many, who's controlled by a gamer), The Men Who Stare At Goats (George Clooney as one of the titular men, Ewan McGregor as a reporter), and Milk. I am unsure whether this is better or worse than having three horrible romantic comedies, all of which I would probably have watched instantly.

I watched Gamer (surprisingly good, but the making-of interviews were both more interesting and more entertaining) and tried to watch Goats, but I just couldn't do it. I may try again later. Maybe I'm just in a mood today.

I am mentally unprepared to try watching Milk. I may need to warm up by watching the documentary about LeBron James's high school team to see if I'm capable of paying attention to anything.

SYTYCD Finale, blah, blah, blah.

Also, why so much talking?

Tonight was less about the performances and more about the choreography. The routines that I didn't like and/or didn't understand, I can't imagine that there's a dancer who could have made me care about them. This is good news, of course, for the finale, that I'm not wishing someone else was there to do the routines.

( whoops! )

I really don't care who wins SYTYCD Season... 7? But for good reasons, as opposed to how I didn't care who won American Idol this season.

This means that I agree with Nigel about something, so my head should be scheduled to explode shortly.