I’ve been feeling like a bit of a squib lately and I must confess, I only just bought the new Harry Potter book yesterday morning at 11. By the time I passed out from exhaustion last night I was well beyond page 400, which should put me in good shape to finish it up this evening. Only problem is that I also really want to watch the latest episode of Queer as Folk to find out if Michael survived the explosion at club Babylon (of course he did, right? They’re not going to kill MICHAEL!).

I have become (almost) shamelessly addicted to gay soaps. I used to be this addicted to ER and NYPD Blue but it’s been a while since a network television drama has hooked me. And frankly, QAF has been horrible this season (its last) as L-Word was horrible last season (its second). And yet, I keep watching.

I keep trying to get back into Six Feet Under but honestly, it hasn’t roped me in since the first season, which was so good it motivated me to subscribe to HBO in the first place. Now I can hardly make it through an episode without wanting to find something else to do.

And I haven’t watched a reality series (other than on TLC or Discovery) in months. The television largely stays off these days. Big Brother is lost on me. The Real World? No.

My evenings mostly consist of Web surfing, e-mailing, reading, phone calls and sleeping. And now, I guess they’ll also consist of packing. I got my new lease in the mail Thursday. I have to go deal with my current leasing office and put in my notice then get my shit together and move.

The round-up from last week, which I forgot to mention, included a visit to the dentist. And yo! My dentist is hot:

Victorian Village Dental Care

Unfortunately, no amount of hotness can take away the pain of being told you have three cavities–two of them in the same damn tooth. The one you KNEW that woman in Atlanta did a terrible job of filling back in 2003.

Up this week: The Eye Doctor!

Stay tuned for more scintillating mundanity from the Midwest.