I don't know what I'm doing.

I just want to have some fun.

Too much serious.

The sign post up ahead...

So, I'm going to turn this blog into a Twilight Zone critique blog.

Given that I no longer have anything to look forward to on the TV (Mad Men over until next season) and school is almost over and my funds are majorly lacking, this sounds like a fun, easy, and enlightening project for myself.

I own the definitive box set. And this is something I've been wanting to do for awhile. Also, I hope it makes me a better writer. If I want to become the ~best paralegal~ I can be, I need to work on my writing. So not only will I be writing about something I love but I'm also going to welcome critiques on my writing (or even whatever the hell I'm saying!)

It makes me sad, to an extent, that in my head I know exactly what I want to say but can never get it written down. I want to be a more eloquent writer.

What I'll include in the critiques will be: the general theme (nostalgia, cold war, human condition, etc.), basic information (air date, starring actors, etc), Synopsis and my critique. Which will be VERY honest. As bias as I'll probably be, I'm going to take a really good look the episode and go with it. I might add pictures and trivia as well! I was going to rate each episode and then calculate a top 10-20 or something, but I don't think I'm going to do that.

So I guess look for an over hull in the coming weeks.

Or months.

This post would have been more insightful...

Mad Men makes an excellent reward for studying.

And I think I can officially prove my lack of social life by saying I'm two episodes away from being caught up to this season.

I'm going to need something else to keep my study habits up.

I went grocery shopping yesterday. While I was in the soup aisle I had an unfortunate accident. My favorite soup, Campbell's Chunky Potato Soup with Bacon Bits (not ham, that shit is nasty), was located on the bottom shelf. Relived the soup aisle did not foil my plans I bent over to pick up several cans of soup. On my way up I managed to ram my nose on the shopping cart causing severe pain, a drop or so of blood, and teary eyes. I stood in the middle of the aisle with my hand on my nose for like a minute telling myself I wasn't going to cry.

I didn't.

But now my nose hurts like a bitch and is slightly puffy.

I'm going to need to come up with a better story in case my nose turns black and blue.

I don't know why I created this blog because I'll probably never write in it as my life is very non-exciting at the moment. It mainly involves my dog, class, work, and watching a lot of Be Good Johnny Weir and Rupaul's Drag Race 2.

Also, I have no idea where the name hydratedglue came from or what it means.

So let's see where this wonderful journey takes us.