Watched eps 2 and 3 of Friday Night Lights.
I wonder what happens when your paralyzed best friend's girlfriend slaps you as you walk home all soaked from the rain? Geeee. Guess.
WHY, HALLO THERE, KDRAMA:
We know why I am watching, don't we?
Other thoughts can be summed up as:
* Still want to make Matt Saracen soup. Only now I also want to feed him a pie and possibly knit him a hat. Except I do not know how to knit.
* For God's sake, people! It's only high school football, not Doctors Without Borders! Get over it and stop taking it so damn seriously. If high school football is what you live for, perhaps you should reevaluate your life. Come on - send them to study groups, not midnight practices. Maybe there's a hidden mathlete among them - you can do it!
* And you kids, stop drinking yourself to death/getting others to do homework for you/spending all your time at practice and actually study - maybe you'll get a job other than carwash or gas station.
* Lyla, how about you tell your newly paralyzed boyfriend that since your easy ride as his gf is over, you are going to be seeing him a little less because you'll be hitting the books and trying to get into college so you can have a well-paying job. Not that you are going to be seeing him less because you are going to be feasting on the tonsils of his dead sexy alcoholic best friend. Not that I blame you, girl. Not that I blame you. Seriously. The former will get you a way out. The latter will only give you herpes.
* Tyra is awesome and tries hard but her future is to end up a prematurely wrinkled 45-yr-old running a road house.
* Everyone in this show needs to get out of Texas. And maybe go to college. Except for Tim Riggins who needs to go to an AA meeting or dozen. Preferably shirtless.
I do have a bunch of serious metaish thoughts but too exhausted so that will have to wait for another day.