i can’t watch cop dramas or singing competitions when craig is trying to sleep. it makes him pissy. so if i want to watch tv while he slumbers adorably, it has to be History Channel or Animal Planet.
a friend of mine is a happily married straight woman who Netflix thinks is gay. she’s very much interested in the inner workings of the LGBT world because she has many friends who are gay but she is the only one in her household who rates what she watches.
my Netflix thinks i’m a 12 year old boy who wants everything i watch to somehow relate to Dr. Who.
two nights ago i wanted to watch the Presidential Debate, but my family decided it was movie night so i watched Spinal Tap. there was an armadillo in their trousers. it was really quite frightening.
finding shows to watch together can be like navigating a mine field or Starbucks at 7:46am. sometimes it’s best to just try some other time.
craig is only home at night, so he gets to watch pretty much whatever he wants. i do a lot of DVRing. i can catch up on Criminal Minds, The Voice and Vampire Diaries while i pretend to be other people on the internet from my bed.
we both like Top Gear, New Girl and Gravity Falls (it’s a cartoon, don’t judge) so there is some common ground.
why all this talk about tv and preferences?
a. because i had writer’s block, but wanted to work in my friend’s story about Netflix thinking she’s gay that she told in a super secret Facebook group (because that’s the sort of thing that happens in super secret Facebook groups).
b. because the last two posts have been kinda heavy.
c. because i decided if you can learn to live harmoniously sharing the remote control, you will probably die old together and like it. probably.
you never know. Lord knows i never do. why do you people come here?
have you ever gouged anyone’s eyes out over a remote?
how about just disagreed over programming and Netflix selections?