I know I’ve been phoning in this blog for a little while now. I’m sorry, readers, I really am. I’ve been going through some stuff in my personal life (not boy drama, I assure you, my absence is not because of something trivial) and it’s been tough to focus on…everything lately.
Like tonight - you know what I did? The pseudo brought over his new DVD of Knocked Up. I watched that, a movie I’ve seen before (hilarious, if you managed to miss it), instead of watching, say, The Bionic Woman.
Because I knew I wouldn’t have to think during it. I wouldn’t have to pay attention. And partly because I figured it was the least I could do since he brought over…
A NEW TV! Well, it’s new to me, and it’s bigger than my old one. I’m a woman, so while I can appreciate (and deeply love) a 42-inch plasma, there’s no way I’m willing to spend money on a TV bigger than 20 inches. So, Bionic Woman, we shall meet later. Perhaps online, or perhaps during the inevitable rerun before next Wednesday.
And now, since Ultimate Fighter is over, we’re watching Manswers. *Sigh*
