So the hot pilot man from Nantucket (the type-A older brother, who yours truly was crushing on during her pre-puberty days) lands in LA, becomes an alternative medicine specialist, and is now trying to nail Dr. Addison, who only recently disentangled herself from the grips of McSteamy and McDreamy?
I need to be her in the alternate universe where this is real. Even if she's all dried up and with only two eggs left in her person.
I had a moment when Naomi smashes a plate while doing the dishes, goes into a tirade about doing everything that your suppose to do, and then finding yourself all alone one day, not knowing how to deal because while you were busy doing everything your suppose do, your social development came to a stand still. Now, when you need the social skills that was suppose to be developed and groomed all the while, you are left there, hanging out in the world of hormonal adults with a set of social rituals that are completely foreign to you, and your social maturity is equivalent to that of a college freshman.
My Beau fell asleep when I had this moment. The Addison in LA segment of Grey's bored him, while I found myself interacting with the soothsayers of ABC, who were warning all those type-A females out there who walk on the straight and narrow. It's like they are telling me to inject myself with just one small dose of contemporary liberalism, and show up in California for just a little while.
Up Ahead ...
Yoga and a tempo run. I'm going to try 8:30 minutes per mile pace for 3 miles. Wish me luck.
2 comments:
Sorry... I am one of few that do not watch Grey's every week. Don't hate me :).
You will do great with the 8:30 pace. Setting the goal and posting it is the hardest part.
Just noticed your three marathons on your race list for this year. Awesome!!! You will need to ice so get the toes ready!! :)
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