Harper's Island kinda sucked. And other lukewarm thoughts.

Jul 13, 2009 15:08

For most of the summer, my "ooh, let's check the TiVo" show was Harper's Island, a Ten Little Indians-style mystery about the members of a wedding party on an island in the Pacific Northwest being picked off one by one. My enthusiasm faded early on when I realized that the writers and directors were replacing suspense with shock and gore, but I still watched faithfully, trying to guess whodunnit, only to be disappointed by the lack of imagination and explanation after the reveal.

[scene change]

On Thursday, I was bitten by an obsession to buy a treadmill for my apartment. The thinking went like this:
* It'll be so convenient!
** It'll take up the entire living room and if I don't use it it will be a huge waste of money.
* My health is worth any price, and it will be so fun to watch TV while 'milling.
** I like the treadmill now because I use it at the end of my workout, after two crosstrainers. The treadmill alone will be booooring in no time.
* I'm going to stop going to the Y at the end of August. I need something to pick up the slack.
** Hey, I already cited convenience. I can NOT play the convenience card twice. Plus, if I want to walk, I can do that anywhere. For free.
* True. Maybe I should get a crosstrainer instead.
** I didn't say that! Besides, a crosstrainer can't be folded. A treadmill is better for an apartment.
* Okay, let's get a treadmill.
** YOU TRICKED ME!

I convinced myself to wait until the end of August, which * isn't happy about, but ** knew would give me time to talk myself out of it.
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