Who would you want to save you from a burning building, Jason or Chidi?
Jason, because I’m not sure Chidi will have made a decision of how to properly enter a burning building or the ethical dilemma of saving someone versus allowing the proper authorities to do their jobs. I trust Jason to blindly rush in, but I’d probably have to get his attention by yelling “Jacksonville Jaguars rule!”
Heyyyyy now that I’m feeling better and more awake and energetic, I’m also realizing that I’m mildly suffering from cabin fever since all I’ve been doing this week is being home sick.
Someone entertain me, chat with me, ask me questions, engage me like a human being. Please?
I’m still a bit sick, although better than I was the past two weeks (which was AWFUL). Being able to take time off to rest has done wonders, which shouldn’t be a surprise, but as someone who’s had to work jobs where you only call in sick if you’re dying in the hospital, the concept of “do nothing but rest” is foreign but wonderful.
Anyway, while sick, I’ve realized that trying to watch something that requires any focus ends in disaster, especially when there’s a strong chance I will fall asleep during it.
So I’ve been idly binging Call The Midwife because British period shows comfort me and I’m not in the mindset to follow a crime series (which would be my usual choice). I didn’t think I would like it, because while I love kids and have enjoyed being around kids all my life, I’m not exactly eager to have any of my own. The idea of being pregnant and giving birth, frankly, horrifies me, and I have no desire to ever experience that personally, although I respect and appreciate that’s something others desire in their lives.
So you’d think I’d be unable to relate to this show, but I love it. Even when it’s bleak (and it’s so often bleak), there’s a strain of hope. I love hope. I’ve also fallen in love with all the characters – as a kdrama watcher, it’s no surprise I like character driven shows, especially ones with tons of women supporting each other.
Now that Prison Playbook/Wise Prison Life is over, I can pick a new drama to fill that watching time, but nothing is inspiring right now. Maybe I’m enjoying my drama hiatus a little too much.
EDIT: Whoops should add that Prison Playbook is now available for streaming on Netflix US, and while it’s amusingly ironic for me to recommend it to everyone (’cause of my tags), it’s definitely the best thing I’ve watched this year.
The Hong sisters can be hit or miss with me, but usually I think of them as having a fun premise with charismatic characters. But Big was such an epic disaster. Master’s Sun did a bit to redeem themselves, but Warm and Cozy was a total snoozefest. So instead of going, “oh, yay, a Hong Sisters drama! This will probably be fun, like You’re Beautiful or My Girl or Sassy Girl or My Girlfriend is a Gumiho or Hong Gil Dong!” I now go, “ahhhh, hmmm, the Hong sisters… okay… maybe this will be good, but… not going to have expectations…”
Their early stuff was fun and enjoyable and cracktastic, but I just haven’t felt that from them in their last few projects. And did I mention Big?
After two weeks of the Cold From Hell, OTC drugs are failing me, so I’ve done a makeshift hot toddy just now and I think I might finally be able to get a few hours of sleep without having a coughing fit every hour.
After some reluctance, finally listened to Infinite’s latest album. And I like it – the songs are better than some of the stuff they’ve put out the past few years. But I can’t bring myself to love it because of obvious fangirl reasons – the boys all sound great, but my ears have been trained over the years to recognize one certain voice.
And I’m definitely not ready to watch a performance because my brain can’t comprehend the boys dancing without the Dance Machine.
My iPad has a much better wait time! I don’t know why, because I decided to use it after I used my computer and phone – unless someone got out of line and I got their spot, in which, thank you random kind person!
And I feel I should add I got online approximate a half-hour to twenty-minutes before they went on sale, not even sure if there would be a queue before 10am (but there was!). Kpop concert tickets have taught me well.
Heyyyyyyyyy guess who spent a stressful almost 15 minutes trying to find a night that had 4 tickets free and ended up paying a ridiculous amount to sit in the balcony, but not as ridiculous as paying a scalper?
The Obsessive Dilettante 