Massively Huge Premiere Week Wrap-Up

Because I was too busy actually watching all the premieres to write at regular intervals. Sadly, I was not able to take a couple weeks off of school and work just to absorb all the juicy goodnes. Oh well.

On with the shows---

Tuesday:

As you've probably realized, I'm going to do days instead of individual shows, because that would take way longer than I have before math starts.

House was awesome, except euthenasia makes me feel icky. It just does.

Main view of the evening (or rather, the next day, because I had to work), was Boston Legal, which came back in true form with that hands guy being arrested while with a sex therapist because he has this doll that he treats like a wife. Except for the sex part. Which is good, because I was this close to throwing up already. Best part of the night? When Denny introduces Shirley to his custom-made doll, Shirley Schmidtho. I'm still giggling.

Oh, and Michael J. Fox is back and being tried for trying to buy a lung by paying some guy's kid's college tuition.

I'd just like to say that while I'm generally against selling pieces of yourself on the black market, the tuition bill for next semester should be arriving soon, and my father has at least one kidney that he's not using and can be reached through this blog. Let me know. ;)

Also, Parker Posey left, which is good, because she annoyed the hell out of me.

Note: Imladris and Daddy (also has two lungs---give me a call!!!) watched Smith, too, and said that it was extremely mind-numbingly dull and boring. So I'd pass if I were you. Watch Denny Crane instead.

Wednesday:

Gah, so much to watch!!! We began with Bones, which was creepy and excellent, and now definately in my top Five Favorite Shows of All Time. Or At Least On Right Now. Whatever.

Justice, too, was very good. Still completely enthralled with the little epilogue, and I still stop breathing when they return the verdict. I know, I know, that's a little sad. I dont' care. More lesbians. Why are the lesbians on TV always so pretty!?!??!

Criminal Minds was so unbelievably awesome that I stayed up until eleven thirty watching the tape because I could not bear to leave it until the next day. It had been awhile since I'd seen the last episode, but I quicky remembered pretty much everything. I loved it. It was creepy, it was intelligent, it was awesome. One of the best episodes ever. Other Criminal Minds Happy Note: the first season is coming on DVD on November 21-yay!!!!

Of course, the main, seizure-inducing happiness view of the evening was CSI:NY, which I have been waiting for for four (heheh, that's a lot of fours!!!) months. Not that I'm crazy or anything.

Okay. I'm sure the case was good, and I still don't understand how you can have sex while you're careening towards the Hudson, but that wasn't really the part I was paying attention to.

I was more concerned with that British Whore who calls herself a doctor while Stella's eggs are rotting in her blood-stained apartment. (Meanwhile, could CBS pimp Craig Ferguson any more? Seriously. No wonder that's the only show Gary Sinise is ever on.) And then at the end where she and Mac are all, "This is kind of awkward, right?", I was totally hoping that he'd just let her go. But he didn't. He started sucking her face off.

This is completely unacceptable.

Peyton must die.

Thursday:

Lots and lots tonight. Let's see. Oh, the Office!!! It's back, but Jim is at another branch, which is clearly totally not going to work AT ALL. And Pam turned him down, but broke up with Roy, too. Thank goodness.

CSI was back, and really complicated, so I'll just touch on the major points---Nick got yet another awful haircut, Catherine got raped, and Grissom brought Sara a veggie burger, which is CSI for "I'm hitting that."

Shark was also really promising. Apparently, James Woods is quite famous. I've never seen him in anything, but he's very good in this. Glaring legal problems aside, good writing too. I shall keep watching.

Grey's Anatomy came back too, and was good in an unnotable kind of way, except Callie finally admitted that this was "high school with scalpels". Thank you. I've been saying that for eighteen months.

Friday:

Numb3rs!!!! YAY!!!!!!!!!!!! OMGDONSOHOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *ahem* Vewy, vewy good episode, aside from the hotness. I'm kind of wondering how long it is before Amita realizes that she gave up Harvard for a self-involved guy who thinks he's the star of the show. Or before Megan starts to show and the writers either have to give her really big handbags or write in a knocked-up storyline.

Sunday:

Without a Trace. Didn't mention the freaky old preggers girlfriend or the horrific Sam/Martin breakup AT ALL> WTF???

Okay. My hands are tired. Need to go rest before tonight's shows.