It’s
SUMMER! For the past week, the sun’s been shining and so you feel like
you need to wear sandals and pedal pushers (lol), t shirts and summer
cardigans.
I’ve been clinging to my favourite woolly cardy though cos it’s
actually bloody freezing in the mornings and in the shade and I've felt
quite guilty about it. The whole situation has been one confusing mess.
There’s this pressure to ENJOY THE SUNSHINE and
GO TO THE PARK!!! We did go to the park on Monday for a picnic and a
beer before meeting a friend for her birthday drinks. After about 5
seconds I was shivering and literally lying ON my boyfriend to try and
get some of his heat. I also have a streaming nose.
On the plus side it’s time for summer nails and that's always fun.
Last
weekend, my fella went off for some male bonding time with his cuz, and
I had the flat to myself. YES! I punched the air when I found out. And I
decided
to stay in and eat weird noodles and watch the entire final season of
Dawson’s Creek. That was quite a marathon. I started to doubt myself
though when people were talking about going to beer gardens and walks
and tweeted about having sunburned faces. I'm glad
I sat on my sofa all day though. I mean, I opened the balcony doors. It
was a bit like sitting on a cruise ship. Probably. A little bit about
the Dawson’s creek final season.
Basically
it was amazing. Because it was so shit. It was really badly written,
like the writers were confused and having an argument about where the
show should
go. One episode it’s going in one direction and then next episode, it’s
like a different writer got control and would undo everything. Dawson
was barely in it, but that's no bad thing obvs. And some story lines and
characters just got forgotten and abandoned
with no explanation. It was weird. And traumatic. Cos Joey and pacey
got back together again YAY, even though it was really out of the blue
and unexpected. And then broke up again, one episode later BOOOO!!!
Then
it all sort of came to an end and Joey finally went to Paris and
everyone got a sort of happy ending apart from Grams who got breast
cancer. Then came
the finale. Set 5 years later. Which is just bloody LAZY. Because they
knew how they wanted things to go but they weren’t sure how to get there
so hey ho magic, it’s 5 years later. So they’re all meant to be 25 but
Joey is already a Junior Editor at a major
publishing house in New York and drives a really big boring car and
wears reading glasses. And she sits around in the evenings drinking half
a glass of red wine, editing stuff with her reading glasses on. Oh yeah
and her boyfriend is Elton from Clueless. Took
me hours to work that one out.
So
she finished uni at 22 and in THREE YEARS she has that job. No way it’s
not possible. Plus she's going to skip a really close friend’s wedding
cos it’s her
anniversary with her boyfriend. Not even a wedding anniversary. What a
bitch. What a boring bitch.
And
Jack McPhee, last seen doing quite badly at uni, is now an
inspirational and established teacher who drives a sports car. So he
finished his degree at 22,
then did a course to become a teacher, finished that at 23 and now
earns enough (after 2 years of teaching) to own a sports car. I don’t
think so. Also, he has a boyfriend! Well that’s nice for him isn’t it
but who is his boyfriend? Oh yeah it’s Deputy Doug,
Pacey’s older brother who loves musicals and who Pacey always said was
gay. Well look! He is! Basically that's quite offensive because the
writers of Dawson’s Creek basically think that if you love musicals you
must be secretly gay. Also it’s lazy because
they needed a boyfriend for Jack but they couldn’t be bothered to write
in a new character. Also, you know, I'm not a square, it's meant to be
funny hahahaha, but then it makes a bit of a mockery of that fact that
SPOLIER ALERT I'm GIVING AWAY MAJOR PLOT POINTS
Jen dies.
Yeah.
She's perfectly healthy and getting drunk and then BAM she's dying and
then she's dead. The scene where she actually dies is weird and I wasn’t
actually
sure if she was asleep or dead. And you’re not sure if the funeral is a
funeral or just a busy lunchtime at Pacey’s restaurant. Oh yeah cos
Pacey OWNS his own restaurant. Now the whole time that Pacey was
becoming a chef in season 5, I was quite sceptical
and how fast it all happened because I have read Kitchen Confidential
(the tell all, behind the scenes honest look at life in restaurant
kitchens by Anthony Bourdain that I highly recommend) and I've also read
Gordan Ramsey’s autobiography “Humble Pie” (which
I suppose is his tell all story of how he is actually quite humble but
the front cover picture, and ALL the content, say otherwise). So I KNOW
how touch it is to make it in the restaurant biz. I also know that
restaurants are money pits. So when Pacey became
a talented head chef in 6 months, took a year off to be a scum bag
stock broker and then became a head chef again, I thought...HMMMM
IMPLAUSABILITY ALERT! But then lo and behold 5 years later he OWNS the
place and is doing really well and everyone’s like “aww,
look Pacey finally achieved great things like we always knew he could”.
Which is nice cos obvs I fancied Pacey and wanted him to get together
with Joey again. And apart from the way he became a chef, it is quite
plausible that he could own a restaurant at
25. Gordan Rammo did. But he was a chef from 16 onwards with no breaks.
Maybe I'm getting bogged down in these details. Or maybe I should
become a detective. I'm pretty good at stalking people.
But
anyways, at the end of the episode, you can see that Joey and Pacey
want to get back together YAYAYAYAYAY, but they don’t write it in. They
just cut to
a new scene months later and it shows them living together and sharing
half a glass of wine. And that's it. That's the end. It’s SO
DISSATISFYING!
I ended up rewinding it and watching it again though and afterwards I felt lost and alone and confused.
I
really overloaded and I feel sick to the teeth of telly. I can only
watch about 4 hours a day at the moment, instead of my usual 8. Maybe
I've changed? I
also gave up booze a few weeks ago. Cos I had this terrible hangover
followed by another one the next day. I couldn’t handle it. I was a
broken woman. This must be what getting old is. So I decided to take a
few weeks off the sauce. I'm really enjoying it!
I'm spending less money and consuming less calories and sleeping really
well. It won’t last obvs. And I can only do things in extreme. Ie booze
all the time or no booze. I suppose I'm like Johnny Lee Miller in
Trainspotting. He could give up heroin any time
he liked. I'm like that. And I can only watch tv programmes if I watch
the whole series in one day and then emerge, blinking in the sunlight,
unable to accept reality.
