Which I will get right on just as soon as I catch up on all the DVR'd trash tv I recorded last week. My hard drive is at 92% capacity and I have to make room for the deluge of quality programming headed my way starting tonight. (Parenthetically speaking, though I miss So You Think You Can Dance, I do not miss the huge chunks of space it ate up on my DVR every week.) (Furthermore, I have been warned by Jason that he is on the verge of losing it due to me blowing up the record function every night and therefore locking him out of recording anything ever and therefore I am not allowed to start any more new shows unless I give up something else. So is it any coincidence that NYC Prep ended the very week before Project Runway was starting? I think not.) (And while I'm at it, holy crap. I can't freaking wait for the hot mess that is Rachel Zoe to get going again next week on Bravo. Sorry, Jason. You lose.)
Don't judge me. It's summer. And what is summer for if not awful, mind-rotting television and going on holiday?