All Annie wants for Festivus

I don't want a lot for Festivus. There is just one thing I need --

Well, by "one thing", I really meant "six TV-related requests", but that's still not asking for much. Please, mysterious Festivus entity, I promise that I've been a good girl and that I have done my absolute best to properly preface all of my spoilerific posts. I also promise to make a much better effort in 2008 to be less creepy to all my favorite TV stars (sorry, Mr. Colbert). Super swear. All I want is...

A sweet third season of Venture Bros.
The guys behind the Venture Bros. are hard at work on finishing up the new season, but we still don't have a finalized premiere date. According to creator Jackson Publick, the earliest we'll see from Doc Venture and the boys is June, which is six months too far away. Even though part of me is sick and tired of waiting, I'm also well aware that this time is being well-spent by the the crew, lovingly detailing each and every part of the Venture world. Yeah. Obviously, I'm really into this show. So, if the third season disappoints me, I will be utterly crushed. More Anne Frank/Lizzie Borden fantasy fights, please.

For the Project Runway designers to stop sucking
I'm sure everyone is tired of hearing me bitch and moan about the crap quality of Season Four's designers, because I'm certainly tired of writing about how annoyed I am. For years, I have loyally followed the series, hailing it as my hands-down favorite reality show since The Mole. Has Project Runway lost its magic? Are those designers ever going to shape up? If things don't start looking up, I may actually -- dare I say it -- stop watching. Make. It. Work.

A successful fourth season of Lost
Lost is coming back! Lost is coming back! It's been a long time since I've had that strange feeling of giddy anticipation over a television show. After Lost wrapped its last season, I've been trying to fill that void with the other epic, ensemble cast show, Heroes, and... it didn't work. Apart from Mr. Adam Monroe and his katana, I had nothing to look forward to every week. Hopefully, Lost will restore my faith in the suspenseful serial.

The death of American Idol
Wait, wait! Before you throw the stones, just hear me out. All right... American Idol is terrible and is sucking from a dry talent pool. Hmm. That did nothing to help me, did it? Fine, cast those stones now.

The willpower to stop loathing Catherine Tate
When I heard that the new Doctor Who companion is going to be Catherine "Am I bovvered?" Tate, I pitched a fit. Not only did her part in the Christmas special annoy the hell out of me, but I don't really care for her sketch show antics either (apart from Big Train, which I still love). However, I fully intend to continue enjoying the campy goodness of Doctor Who, so I pray that I will soon gain the power and self-determination to stop loathing Catherine Tate. Ten, help me.

A quick and satisfying end to the WGA strike
Naturally.
I'm not really sure what else needs to be said about this, but I hope the WGA strike wraps up soon so that the writers and other cast and crew members can get back to their jobs, guilt-free. Man, why can't we all just get along and, like, have the money to feed our families and stuff?

Have a lovely Festivus, everyone! May your holiday season be filled with joy and a lot less whining than mine.