i spent the weekend trying to get rid of this week long cold type thing i've had. my original plan was to try and hang out with G or ms. b since i rarely feel up to doing anything anymore. my cold had another idea. so i had a little men in trees mini-marathon, and i'm finally all caught up. i fell pretty hard for the first four episodes, that's when i decided to start saving them. somewhere in the middle i started to question my love for it, but the show eventually picked back up. i don't see what all the fuss about jack is. he's okay, but i'm all about the new character sam, plow man. nice. i hope he sticks around.

in between men in trees episodes i also picked up, and couldn't put down, the book the boy detective fails. it was sweet, and touching, and odd, and funny...i loved it. i just hate when a good book ends because it takes so long for me to find another one that sucks me in. i talked to my sister yesterday and told her that i decided to re-read wuthering heights yet again since i didn't really have anything else to check out right now. she thought it was kind of freaky that we both decided to re-read that book at the same time.

i need to stop watching brothers & sisters, i'm tired of getting all teary-eyed at the end of every episode. greg berlanti breaks my heart every monday through friday at 6 p.m. when i re-visit everwood on abc family, and now he's getting to me sunday nights as well.