I’m Calling You Out: Myself

So, listen, I suck. To any of the two people who may still look at this blog, I want to apologize. I kind of, well, gave up on it during the school year. Sophomore year was kind of harder than anticipated. Plus I’m lazy. Those two things aren’t a good combination normally, but they especially aren’t a good thing when you’ve got a blog that you write in your spare time. So yeah, Levy on TV fell by the wayside.

But, Summer is here! Finals (and boy were there lots of ‘em this semester) have finished crushing my spirit. I am vegetating on my couch at home. Which also translates into me not having any more work to do. And what does not having any more work to do mean? Well, good two readers, it means I’m gonna start writing this blog again! Can I get a huzzah? No? At least some mild enthusiasm? I’ll pretty much take anything. Even a minor “Yay?” will do.

Now, I know I’ve made this promise before. But this time, I’m for real. I’m seriously gonna try. Like, put real effort into it, which, I assure you, is a BIG thing. Plus, you can expect my stream-of-consciousness recaps to return, which may make someone, somewhere happy, right? Look for those recaps starting with the return of So You Think You Can Dance, and with the premieres of my hands down favorite ever reality show The Mole and the crown jewel of my summer TV watching line-up, VH1’s “I Love Money”, which pits contestants from “I Love New York”, “Flavor of Love” and “Rock of Love” against one another for money. Just like the gladiatorial games of Ancient Rome, but with less awesome tigers and lions and more trashy people and STDs. I can’t wait.

So yeah, I’m actually gonna keep writing this time. Not just saying it, actually gonna do it. So prepare yourselves, Levy On TV 2.0, coming across the interwebs to you guys.