October 15th, 2010
All I wanted to do today was watch some X-Files, season 2. It’s cold and cloudy here. I just felt like putting on some flannel pants, popping my toesies in a soft pair of slippers, and curling up on the sofa for some unexplained cases and conspiracy theories. Is that so wrong? Apparently it was. I am nowhere close to finishing the second season (if I started it when I woke up today and watched episodes back to back until I went to sleep, I still wouldn’t have the season finished), and I know I had to knock something off of my queue today. Naturally, the runner-up was Bolt. You know what I always say (or always, starting right now), “If you can’t watch conspiracy shows, a talking dog is the next best thing.” I am sure that adage is one for the ages.