Today has been quiet. Blissfully quiet. Angel and Mr K went shopping for last minute Christmas stuff, which meant a serenely quiet house for a while. I finally got round to waxing my legs… which I have to say is strangely relaxing. I know… sounds weird and I have no idea why, but the brief and fleeting pain from having my legs waxed is nothing compared to what my back puts me through on a daily basis.
So other than slothing around today I’ve been watching a little Californication. Yes I’m a bit slow getting round to seeing this show (too much TV and not enough time), but I have to say I like it. A lot. What’s not to like? Sometimes you meet a characters in a book, in a movie or in a TV shows that you just identify with right off the bat. Something in them just appeals to you for what ever reason. In Californication, Duchovny’s character Hank Moody is a dry, bitchy, sarcastic. intellectual snob with a mean steak a mile wide and seemingly no desire to temper his acerbic internal monologue …. why it was just like looking in the mirror. 🙂
I loved the bit from the first episode where he’s just figured out that he’s fucked the 16 year old daughter of his ex-girlfriends’ new fiancé. It’s just bloody funny in a Pain + Distance = Humour kinda way.
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