Like I said before, I think I'm fighting something off, like a cold or something. Even though I don't have sniffles. Maybe I'm just way tired, even. Either way, I was a total washout when I got home from work today. I'd spent all day at my desk entering contracts, only getting up for fifteen minutes to grab a salad for lunch & twice to go to mass market meetings. I thought I was going to be ready & raring to go to the gym, but I just didn't have it in me. I just, blah. You know? So I finished reading Roverandom & played some GoldenEye. It was a super annoying session, actually; games when I was doing well, I got rage quit on, & then the rest of the time I was paired with a mediocre team against a bunch of high level players & it was just Waterloo. Maybe I was playing poorly too, maybe I am sick & it slowed my reactions. Whatever, I can't really tell what the difference between sick, sad, & tired it, no matter how many times you describe it to me. Jenny came home & sent me out to go get her pizza-- you know Albanese Pizza is under new management? I was just there last week. That place looks like your average Metropolis pizza joint, but it was actually pretty fantastic, what with all kinds of weirdo slices. These new guys have unique slices, but different unique slices...like, they are all about pasta as a topping. Got an Alfredo & tortellini slice that was pretty good, a ravioli & vodka sauce slice & some other slice, too.
Then it was time for a sort of Frankenstein's Monster of comedy shows! Community being the star of the evening. Matt is desperately looking for a like, Wolfeian pattern of interweaving timelines. He wants to see the parallel realities of "Remedial Chaos Theory" play out macroscopically, but I don't think he will get that. I mean, witness the triumphant return of Dark Abed, with his brilliant catch phrase "Hot. Hot, hot, hot." We'll see thematic linkages, we'll see the element carried forward, but I don't think this is headed toward a Crisis on Infinite Greendale moment...though I would gladly eat crow on that. As a wise man once said: "This is really crazy. And inaccessible, and maybe too dark." To which the evil buddha replied: "Maybe to them, but not to us." After that I put on The New Girl, because...well because I wanted to! I am now a Zooey Deschanel champion, full force. I'm a pretentious geek who wears all black & wants to talk about his roleplaying campaign all the time; if you want to be a pretentious twee pixie & you acknowledge that, then climb onboard the "I can do what I want!" train! Anyhow, also this episode was pretty hilarious, with the cherry being Schmidt heckling Winston & his lady friend as they made out. After that it was Cougar Town which worryingly had...plot. Grayson's kid? I wouldn't be troubled if the mother hadn't seemed like a throw away gag. I like television without plot better than shows with plot, as a rule, & frankly this reminds me of Luke's surprise kid on Gilmore Girls. A troubling association, since...well, I don't blame that concept for ruining Gilmore Girls but it was how the storyline played out that ultimately doomed a season, & thus the show.