I feel like such a good samaritan today. Or maybe just a really good friend. Either way, I also feel pretty smug about myself too. I think it's a bit weird that I'm one of the rare few people who actually understands and knows how to use the "IF" function of the Excel spreadsheet thing. I mean, I was in the dark and groping my way around aimlessly for a while before the light hit me but, I really don't think it's that hard to get. Or maybe I'm just getting ahead of myself here and giving myself too much credit. It's like, I feel like I should be proud of my accomplishment here but I actually feel strangely guilty for feeling that way. I seem to have this void or space that it's blocking me from getting there and fully relishing the achievement I succeeded at what most people would just look at me and go, "Huh?".
I so need to get over this big-headedness of myself.
Just finished watching Episode 8 of Nip/Tuck of Season 1 this evening and to sum up my joy from watching this amazing series as in the words of Christian, "Damn, it's good to be back!". Tonight's CSI episode is the season finale directed by Tarantino. But most of us probably know that by now as evidenced by the heavily advertised promos running on Astro since two weeks ago. But I'm not complaining. It's a bloody good show and it's just barely topping my list of most favourite series with Nip/Tuck. Monday's Boston Public episode was one of their best episodes to date. I almost cried towards the ending though I did shed a tear or two. Accept my apologies, Desperate Housewives fans, but I'm just not getting that show. Somehow, I can't seem to enjoy it as much as I think I should. Everyone is raving and going on and on about it but I'm brushing it off as just another TV series. So what, if it's won awards and stuff like that. That doesn't relinquish the fact that not everyone loves it. I kinda like it but not that much. It's just a time filler for my Tuesday nights. Missing it wouldn't make the world gravitate towards the sun. And I'm getting shamelessly addicted to Lost. Not good.
Well, time to burn my eyes out from staring too much at the television and the notebook screen.
