I am bewildered. My favorite tv show just let me down. Through every era of my life one show has been there to cheer me up-Friends. (Did you REALLY think Firefly was going to go the distance with just one season?! That isn’t a rock to lean on; that show is a tease!) 

Since high school, Friends has always made real life go away for a few minutes while I absorb myself into the totally fake and impossible lives of the six pals living in NYC. I’ve been watching the seasons all over again since my last break up. Yes, that long. And here I am in season 8, episode 5 when out of nowhere the show I rely on to keep reality at bay comes out of the TV and jerks my heart around. 

See, the thing is, I had a huge crush on a sous chef recently and I’m a little bit tender where he almost got in. This is not the kind of crap I need from my favorite show. I expect no reminder of my pain when I am zoning out eating pizza and candy. Bleh. 

 On top of that, Sadie needs to go to the doctor in the morning. I am almost finished moving my stuff into my new room. At least one good thing came out of this horrible day.