Just in case there was any question as to why I stay up incredibly late night after night I present to you the following photo as exhibit A. It clearly shows a couch in desperate need of being relieved of the five loads of clean laundry which is not only making the entire living room look cluttered but has also robbed Booger of her usual resting place upon its seat cushions.
Tonight I am armed with the first season of The Office(BBC version) to keep me company. I have found that I enjoy its offbeat humour ("u" is because it is British) and the morbid idiocy of the boss. Actually, he reminds me of my own bumbling inner thought life which seems to spill out whenever I open my mouth. Seriously, the entire show, with its awkward pauses and miss by a mile sarcasm, is me. I am awkward sarcasm manifested. I am The Office.
A shout out to Julie for introducing me to the Americanized series. I think of you every time I watch it. :-D *mwah*
P.S. I am finding that the British can get away with much more during their prime time programming than we Americans can, so if you plan to partake...bewares ;-)