24 is finally over. i didn’t see the last episode and quite frankly, i wish i hadn’t seen the last 4 or 5 episodes. it’s like when you keep doing something over and over out of habit even though it is bad for you. 24 is a show that starts to lose its credibility after the first season. it’s very possible that 72 hours of jack bauer’s life were spent saving the world by suspenseful means, but when it only happens in blocks of 24, it becomes highly improbable. this formula is tired. real-time doesn’t last that long.
and now a taste of reality…
i no longer have to do school lunches. which means i am going to have to start working out. otherwise all this lean muscle mass will turn to flabby flabble flab. and the last thing i need is a “stemshul pot-belly®”.
hence why
