Deep relaxing breath in, long exasperated sigh out.
Valentine's Day doesn't really bother me. I can look at it as a time to celebrate being single, which has always been my case over Valentines. How it is that I can be in my twenties (late twenties) and never had a meaningful relationship over Valentines, Christmas, or my birthday? Its like from the end of September to sometime in March has been deemed "Amber doesn't get any" season...or something to that effect. Anyway that sounds much more bitter than I meant it to sound.
But I did get a slightly stabbing pain today, that I will from now until forever equate with Valentines. I was online looking for TV updates (because the strike is over wahoo, but I will get to that in a minute) and I found some very tragic and painful news. CBS's "The Unit" is not coming back! At least not this season. They haven't officially cancelled the show, and I hope they are smart enough not to, but it does have a stumbling block or two. First off, it's last air date was 1/29 (and that was a rerun). The last original episode was easily 3 or 4 weeks before that. Now they want to postpone it's return. If they run it summer, were talking May before we see a new episode. If they just wait for the Fall, then we are talking September or October. That is almost a whole year, and for as much faith as I have in people I can't see us being excited about it coming back a year from now. I think this might be a show killer. I can hear the conversations now.
"Did you hear The Unit is finally coming back?"
"The What?"
"The Unit."
"Unit of what?"
"The TV show The Unit on CBS."
"And your excited about it?"
"Yeah! Aren't you?"
"I can't see a TV show about the metric system being anything to be excited about."
"Ugh!"
I am really, truly sad, because it is really the only show I was deeply excited to have come back.
But moving on, the writer's strike is over! I had this dilemma when it came to the writer's strike. I do think that perhaps the writers should be getting a bigger piece of the pie. But here is the deal the strike sent me running to the Net downloading my favorite repeats because there was nothing but crap on TV. But wasn't part of their grievance that they were getting enough of the back-end from downloads and reruns. So now I feel a little bad now that I was downloading stuff, but on the other side I do think the strike went too long so maybe I shouldn't feel too bad about it. And even though my most favorite show is not coming back I am still happy the strike is over.
Well my cruise is fast approaching, just over two weeks away, so I thought it would be smart to find my passport. I tore my whole house apart, I went through storage boxes and closets of stuff. Old tax forms, scrap booking stuff, and I looked at every piece of paper that I have ever written anything on. I am such a pack rat. I literally have papers from middle school. Oh my god, some of the stuff I wrote in high school and my first year of college was so drama riddled and droopy that I might have to post some of it just to give you all a laugh. But back to the passport; I tore the place apart and couldn't find it. I had finally just decided that my birth certificate was going to have to do, when I picked up a bag, a plastic bag, of vacations pictures from Italy and low and behold there it was mixed in. I was so happy, of course I spent the next two hours putting the house back together.
Still freaking out a little about a lot of things, but still pushing through.
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