a) I reject TV in favor of creating my own stories in "Super Fun And Ridiculous Fanfic Times.doc." (subtitled "oh wow I could actually reshape this into original fiction for once")
b) I start binge-watching Raising Hope.
Raising Hope reruns, you see, have turned up at midnight in what has recently been a frustrating dead zone for me, where I'm not ready to go to bed but I really want to watch something good before I do. When I landed on it, they were in early season 2, which were still "safe" episodes I'd already seen, and I was blown away by how much I loved everything about it (except Maw Maw) and remembering how particularly much I adored Jimmy and Sabrina.
I bounced before we got to The Bad Episode and figured that'd be it, but I couldn't resist going back by the time they were deep in season 3, and I LOVE IT SO MUCH. I love it so much that I can't even make myself watch it in perfect order or savor the episodes; I'm totally addicted to whatever I can get. And I am so upset that there are only a total of four seasons. It is such a good, good, sweet and wonderful show. And married!Jimmy and Sabrina are just a joy to watch. I only ever saw like two and a quarter episodes where they were even in a relationship before I stormed out, so this is a special treat.
Ponderosa vid: ugh, poor Baylor. I had to watch those idiots greet Wes with open arms and shouts of happiness...and then total apathy for Baylor's arrival? Yuck. I've said for a long time that it was going to suck for the first woman to get sent there, unless it was Jaclyn after Jon, but I don't think there's anyone it's worse for than Baylor, being stuck with a bunch of frathouse bros and men mostly old enough to be her father and the only decent guys close to her age unfortunately not liking her all that much. When I compare it to how happy everyone else was to get Ponderosa as a consolation prize, I feel even worse that her hopes/expectations of Ponderosa were not even met.
I'M SORRY, WORLD, BUT I THINK SHE IS AWESOME AND I WILL BIG-SISTER THE CRAP OUT OF HER*. No amount of adorable coupledom is going to take precedence over a wholesome mother-daughter pair on my watch, Broadway Boyfriends! You know, I think Jon and Jaclyn should probably do what they're good at and mediate these two pairs until they get along.
*of course I get the impression that in her real life, she's decently popular, certainly above me, and not in need of my low-tier social cred for protection or anything else. But under the island circumstances, I think we would have gotten along well.