I'm undecided, if I want it to end well. Or, what well really is.
Exactly. I'm not sure I want the happy ending. The tension is fun, but I don't know if I buy it yet. There was interesting tension but I haven't bought into it yet.
Still,
the ring
is sexy.
Sometimes very wrong things are sexy. Like the new kid on Desperate Housewives (not a spoiler, since he was in the end of S1). Now, it's on my resume that I have nothing against the younger men. That kid is
exactly
what catches my eye in a younger guy, but it's key that he's young. I mean, that's part of what makes that particular intense, relaxed and thoughtful persona more than just "nice." It's blisteringly attractive in a teenager.
I know that's supposed to be wrong, but I have, as an adult, been attracted to 17 year olds before, and since I was past 30 at the time, I can't be sure it won't happen again. It's just that it was a
legal
attraction at the time, since it was in Michigan. And I really didn't do anything about it other than make good friends.
Now, the 18 year old ... a whole 'nother ballgame.
No cable. Can't get UPN in clearly. Can't watch show. ABC doesn't come in well, either. Can't watch other show.
You know, there's supposed to be super-cheap super-basic cable offered in Seattle per the franchise agreement. $12 or so per month for the channels on the uppermost tier (all the local affiliates, Discovery, NWCN). Probably still out of your price range, but oh well.
When I lived in the Rainier Valley, we got one of these for our TV and got everything pretty well (and Beacon Hill was blocking 4, 5, and 7 from us line-of-sight). If you're going to go without cable, a unidirectional antenna is a must in this city.
Sometimes very wrong things are sexy.
Sometimes?
It's not my biggest bragging point, but wrong can figure prominently into what is sexy. As can the 17-year-old version of *wrong* at times.
The wrong and the theoretical danger adds to the hotness.
I have to leave the apartment at 7:30 tomorrow morning.
That's gross.
I leave at 6:45 on days I need PT. Really, really, OMGWTF gross...
I get to go to the dentist.
Hope I don't vomit this time.
Perkins wins on the Ugh-ness.
I hope you don't vomit too.
When I lived in the Rainier Valley, we got one of these for our TV and got everything pretty well (and Beacon Hill was blocking 4, 5, and 7 from us line-of-sight). If you're going to go without cable, a unidirectional antenna is a must in this city.
It's our digital receiver's fault. It's weird and touchy. But when it's on, it's beautiful.
Honestly, I suspect a big part of the cable cancelling (which happened pre-pregnancy) on his part (mine was just that I wasn't watching anything) was due to Paul's hatred of the very messy digital cable signal.
Yay me!?!
At least my ughness is short lived? How is your back doing?