Tuesday, June 27, 2006
Mondays
Nothing amuses me much these days. Not the pretty clothes that hang from designer boutiques I walk past. Not the smell of aromatic coffee and freshly baked buns that greet me before I enter my office. Not even the funky water dispenser that allots water according to its temperature. Cold...room...and Ouch!
Monday nights amuse me. Not like a haha-hehe Amusing, but more like a ooh-hmmm-pleasing Amusing. By 9.55pm, I'll be fully-geared with a remote control in one hand, and nothing in the other. By 10pm, I'll teleport myself into the prim and proper houses of Wisteria Lane and then to Seattle Grace Hospital, where unrealistically hot doctors strut their stuff.
There is so much to love about these shows.
There is, however, one thing I hate about watching my two (currently) favourite TV shows: Telephone calls. Don't ever call me from 10pm to 12mn on Mondays. I repeat, don't e-e-ee-everrr call me from 10pm to 12mn on Mondays. Don't call me if your house is on fire, (call 995). Don't call me if you can't find your dog, (call SPCA). Don't call me if you can't remember your last name and need to find your way home...
After I painstakingly make it through the Monday blues, and brushed aside the crap I have to face for the rest of the week, I think I deserve a little...amusement. Different people have different ways of amusing themselves. Mine just happens to fall on a Monday night.
Ok, so go bug someone else. (Don't) choose me. (Don't) pick me. (Don't) love me.
This is a very random moment.
Posted by Jo at 9:06 PM
