Being positive does not come easily to me. Being positive on a Monday morning, when you’ve been kicked off the bus four stops early and then the heavens open in a torrential downpour and you end up soaked, well, that’s even harder. But, I shall try and start my week with a sunny outlook. It won’t last.
But there are a couple of things I’m happy about. It’s a four day week for me because I am going up home to Yorkshire on Friday. This morning when I turned on the TV after spending the last couple of weeks watching The Wire, I found the lovely E4 was playing Joan of Arcadia. And it was one of my favourite episodes too, where God tells Joan to take a bully to the school dance. I know it’s a pretty hokey show, but I can’t help but love it. And I am happy to admit I well up every time Old Lady God tells Joan that by taking Bully Boy to the dance, she stopped him from shooting half her classmates. And tomorrow Adam finally forgives her for going postal and smashing his art work, and they kiss. It’s something that will make me get up slightly earlier than usual, so that’s good.
Also, on Saturday Plattie came by and we watched yet more episodes of the glorious 90210, and Brenda and Dylan finally had some interaction. I don’t really understand what they were thinking when they wrote this show. They keep all the focus on annoyingly smug Brandon, and if not him then Steve’s there, and yet no screen time hardly for Dylan, who is in fact more of a heart throb (were I 14 of course), than either of them. I was thrilled by Brenda and Dylan’s date, and that it was all so dramatic that he cried, as boys do on first dates, and then he stood her up, and then there was a very important message about AIDS. So, in our marathon of episodes, we covered alcoholism and drug abuse (Kelly’s mum), adultery (Brenda’s mum), date rape (a cheerleader I assume we never see again), and safe sex. They are slightly heavey handed with the moral messages, but mocking the fashion more than makes up for it.
So, deep breath, it’s Monday, I can get through it if I really try. Got to be time for a cup of tea. And a biscuit. Yeah, definitely a biscuit. Well, it is almost elevenses.
