Welcome to another fun-filled weeks, boys and girls.
It is past 10pm Monday night. I just watched another episode of "House of Cards" on Netflix. It's the kind of show that people binge-watch when they probably shouldn't. There is so much going on that I can't imagine how a person could watch more than, say, 2 episodes in a sitting. Your mileage may vary, of course.
I have just spent 20 minutes looking at my Netflix account online. I asked it to show me all the horror movies. I'd swear that there are films in that category that I hadn't noticed by browsing the titles available to me through my media player. At this rate, quitting my job and sitting home in my foundation garments and watching Netflix all day is becoming a viable career option.
I keep finding stuff on Netflix I want to see, even though, as I mentioned before, it is like stumbling into an old-fashioned video store on a Saturday morning, the night after all the local yokels have rented all the new releases. You're left with things you don't recognize, or only vaguely do. For example, did you know that Ellen Degeneres had a sitcom in 2001 that lasted for 18 episodes? Neither did I. I wonder if she even remembers it?
This is a short week for me. I have to be in the Valley this weekend to take care of some business. Only another blizzard can keep me here in Halifax for this weekend. I am beginning to forget what the family abode looks like.
There is not much more to report. My cough is still woefully present. Anybody at my work can attest to that. I will be seeing my doctor about it on Wednesday to see what delightful things he can prescribe to take it away. I am hoping for a puffer. Maybe the blue one this time. It's my favourite. What is yours?
Hmm. I wonder if I have time to watch one more episode of "House of Cards" this evening? The evening is still relatively young.
See you tomorrow.