My life is JUST like...
Men in Trees.
Mrs. Macca, you were completely right. Whoever wrote that show somehow slipped forward in time, saw my sad little existance and thought that if they just tweaked the names and faces, and added some ice... they'd have a hit on their hands.
So it starts like this.
Girl moves to small town.
Girl (eventually) meets boy. (The writer sped this bit up for obvious boredom relieving reasons)
Boy chases girl. (or in MIT, they take turns)
Girl and Boy date and are happy.
Boy gets cold feet. (In MIT, this is due to an ex, but in my life, well... yeah. An ex.)
Boy breaks with girl, leaving girl crushed and confused.
Girl stays home and cleans house. (Clearly not glamarous enough for the MIT team, who sent their girl off to NY City no less. What. Ever.)
Boy comes to senses and Boy and Girl resume previous relations with less frequency but equal abandon.
Things that should be noted:
*I actually have to live this life, 24/7. So why is Anne Heche the one getting the big paycheque for just PRETENDING to have a happy heart / busted heart / happy heart??
*Why does she also get to skip the whole "dating asses" thing too? Why do I have to date all the duds in order to find my perfect man?
*She has nice hair. And gets to wear a variety of cute hats and coats. Therefore I am jealous.
*Whoever cast this show showed great creative licence when casting for the towns men. There is no small town on the planet with that many hot men in it. #
#If I'm wrong please send directions post haste!!
So thats whats new with me, in a nutshell. The freaky thing was, that I was one episode behind as each thing was happening in my life.
So we had the whole "I don't know if this is what I want" conversation... then I saw that episode. Cue me, on my bed, howling "NOOOooooooo" to the heavens.
I have two more episodes to watch, and Mrs. Macca - It better turn out well.
My poor little broken bruised and battered heart can't handle any more torture at the hands of Jack / BatherBoy.
