Happy Wednesday! Albie Dog is sleeping next to me and I am listening to the cats scratch the wall above me. That is, I hope I’m listening to that. If not, I’m listening to a creepy ghost trying to scratch free of the wall.
Reading: Oh shoot, I had a thing for this! And then I forgot. Oh well. I can ask if anyone else saw the thing about the megachurch millionaire minister who says he sexually harassed an employee by text until she was forced to resign because “he was on sleeping pills”? I feel like you can either choose to be sad that the thing happened, or laugh because the excuse is so ridiculous, and I prefer to laugh.
Watching: Let’s see, watched RRR. Watched Bridgerton. Watched 83 last night (soooooooooo boring, my friend and I were virtually watching together and we spent most of the time just chatting). And tonight I’m gonna try to get my friends to watch Badhaai Do with me!
Thinking: It’s another burst of cold rainy weather here and I am trying to be cheerful about it. It’s an excuse not to do anything, right? Can’t start fixing up the yard or sorting out summer clothes or anything, because it’s too cold and rainy.
Listening: RRR overall has a so-so soundtrack. But this song sticks in your head (partly because it only has the one lyric):
Okay, question for you!!! First practical: where do you buy bras? I need new ones and I don’t want to try things on or be measured.
Second, a fun one! Which fictional doctor would you most like to be treated by, in honor of Doctor’s Day?
My first thought is Jug from Dear Zindagi, but then there is the whole sexiness distraction element. So I think maybe a Gypsy Doctor, because they seem able to cure anything, especially stuff regular doctors can’t fix.