a tough time changing a pair of brakes. These "techie" moments, however, make me feel so very proud. To think of, a whopping majority of human beings of the opposite sex who either wooed me or "dated" me would have failed at changing that pair of brakes. It should not come as a surprise given that people who "date" you are not there to care about your wellbeing, and people who woo you... well they shall not get involved with your vehicle because they are not getting "service" from you. I'm sorry I can't share about how a regular lucky girl's dude who wants to settle down and maybe envisions his ultimate self as a purse holder for life would act about a dysfunctional element of an analog device.
Speaking of which, googling "wooed me" for spelling check returns something about Ben Affleck. Talking of which, I am shocked to not only reveal that I am watching House MD (despite odd, frustrating parallels with people who were once important), but that the last episode finally touched something "alive" in my glass jar.
Some (is it 8?) years ago I went to watch "Intimacy". It crushed me back then as it showed 30-somethings who managed to ruin their emotional lives and now lived with consequences strangulating them and not letting go, advance, move on. It was an eye opener about the fact that anyone faces a probability of being there, by their own deed, or by circumstances. And so House yesterday: same thing. Just 40-somethings now. It scares me that I've been compared to Cuddy multiple times. It scares me that yes, I would most of the time find the House type (sarcastic, clever, narcissistic, and crippled) attractive. It is very frustrating that Cuddy's decision was what it was. But I understand. I empathise.
Bones is brighter. Especially anything that happens in the show's jail premises. It was so good.
And the brakes have filled the slots now. Shall I not forget to press gently. Well done, brake master.
