Monday, August 21, 2006

Thinking Twice

Or more than that.

The weekend on Sunday, was the same for me. Although with plans that didn't go through, I did what I usually do on a Sunday. I lie in front of the tv in the living room floor. For a small place, just the 4 of us, it was very difficult to make sure my mom or my dad don't step on me. With less than 800 sq ft, I had to be very careful where I put my remote controls, my Twisties and my Pringles. My dad could have played Godzilla all over them.

I was up by 11. I called Jules at quarter to noon. She was down with the feves. And thus, breaking all my Sunday plans. I had a list. I find it safer to go out with a list. But it doesn't matter. I lay in bed for a while. And then switched on to Entourage.

I have no patience for boys. But that Sunday, I lay in front of the tv and watched 3.5 hours of just boys. Entourage.

And when it ended at 3.30 pm, I was eager to find out what happened to Vince. Or E.

It was addictive. It was better than the addiction to Desperate Housewives. I was angry watching Desperate Housewives. But with Entourage. It was different. It was pointless, it was senseless and there was nothing for me to get all worked up on.

My next highlight was of course, CSI Supreme Sunday. I made sure I had my timings all right. I snuck in A Series of Unfortunate Events before beginning Mac at 10.00 pm. I am brilliant.

The race isn't till this weekend. I have this Saturday full already. Now. Should I risk planning with Jules for coming Sunday or play it safe and stay at home on the floor in front of the tv and not miss the race?

Hmm... It's the end of the month. I've been indulging too much this month. And not even dentist yet. To therapy or not to therapy?

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