On an evening such as this, it's hard to tell if I exist

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TV is being good to me this week. Castle has started up again, and the premiere was the usual snark-filled romp of unresolved sexual tension and unlikely epiphanies. It's not exactly demanding television, but it's quite enjoyable. Rather like Murder, She Wrote, which aside from sharing a premise, was equally undemanding and enjoyable.

I also caught the series premiere of The Forgotten. It's been a while since I've seen Christian Slater in anything, so it's nice to see him getting work again. I still have a soft spot for him from Heathers. It's a little hard to accept him as the altruist hero, though. Something about his voice is just too naturally sarcastic to make it believable. The voiceover from the dead person might get annoying if they keep it up in every episode, but it was interesting enough for me to want to see a few more episodes. Dollhouse is starting up again tonight as well and I'm looking forward to it.


We've got the new guy at work, who apparently used to work for my previous employer (although well before they started going down the tubes). We'll have to see how he works out.

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