I think I hate dogs.
Not the most pleasant realisation (I care a great deal for animals), but I do, I think I hate dogs.
I’ve always been pretty ambivalent to them. We had a lot of love for our family dog but were hardly the most “doggy” family. Growing up in the age of the screen we often gave him the minimum required attention.
Mostly, I just really hate barking. Maybe because I’m hung-over so often… but it really splits my skull.
And makes me jump if it’s a surprise.
“The One Where I’m A Small Man in a Box”
Everything has changed in the world of Friends™. Monica and Richard are loved up. Rachel and Ross are loved up. The Gellar parents are loved up (EW).
And so we get the wonderful comedy of errors that is Monica’s dad’s birthday party. With Monica struggling to tell her parents of her new relationship status. “It’s Complicated” doesn’t quite do it justice.
But at least we are entertained… Unlike Monica, who is comically forced (once again) to see a little too much of her parents relationship as she and Richard attempt to maintain their secret.
The only couple not having a good time are Chandler and Joey. Joey’s success on Days of Our Lives™ gives him the opportunity to get his own place, much to Chandler’s dismay. When I saw the title I thought there’d be a lot more of the “HA HA THEY’RE LIKE A COUPLE” jokes in this episode. But actually it’s pitched perfectly.
Joey: “I’m 28 years old and I’ve never lived alone”
With Joeys desire to live alone for the first time, Chandler’s annoyance at Joeys habits, and their underlying feeling of loss, this episode delves deep into the two characters. The two Matts do a great job of selling the Bromance, and the complexity of communal living. It’s hard not to be sad and think back on all the housemates I’ve had.
I too (as I approach twenty eight) have never lived alone. There was nothing I wanted more after university. The allure of 100% independence was strong. And yet by the time I was, finally, financially able to move back out of my parents I had a new partner to live with. I can’t imagine how hard it would be for us to split as Chandler and Joey do. It certainly couldn’t be fixed by a game of foosball.
Once again my Real Live Friends are out of sync with Friends™. I wish they’d get a better handle on their lives! Just as Joey moves out my Rachel Number One and Ross Number Two have gone and got their own place! Useless.
I found it weird seeing all the Friends™ helping Joey move out. Apart from maybe when I’ve moved house with other people, I don’t think I’ve ever helped any of my Real Live Friends move. I suppose it’s the difference between moving alone and moving as part of a couple. My Real Live Friends getting their own places don’t need my help as they have their partners. Not that I’m complaining, I don’t have to do any of the heavy lifting but still get the housewarming party? Sounds great!
Mortgages are a big commitment and another lifelong commitment I haven’t taken the plunge with yet is a tattoo.
I have nothing against tattoos in principle. I could just never settle on one I wanted. I’ve had many ideas, some good some bad: a wrist watch, a Legend of Zelda™ heart for everyone I’ve ever loved, a wedding ring (it's cheaper). OK, mostly bad. Perhaps it’s for the best…
The only tattoos I don’t like are those that people just got for the sake of it, with no story or meaning behind it. I can almost see Ross’s point in not wanting Rachel to get one, seeing as she just gets a crappy little heart. My partner’s got a tattoo, which is super weird given she’s terrified of needles. But I wouldn’t have dreamt of suggesting she not get one, as Ross does.
It all turns out fine in the end, of course, with Ross being rather taken by Rachel’s tattoo.
There you go, if you’ve got a domineering boyfriend who doesn’t want you to get a tattoo just get it above your arse and he’ll think it’s sexy.
Real Live Sitcom Moment:
Dogs. Why’d it have to be dogs…
This has been a bit of an unusual RLF. Written from the perspective of a man trapped in a box.
I went round to my parents to use their hyper-fast broadband, only to find my mother has “accidentally” adopted another dog… This time taken off our “allergic” aunts hands.
Unfortunately, it’s not the friendliest beast. And I’ve spent the last hour trapped in the study with it barking at the door. Hopefully my mother will be back soon…
Not the most pleasant realisation (I care a great deal for animals), but I do, I think I hate dogs.
I’ve always been pretty ambivalent to them. We had a lot of love for our family dog but were hardly the most “doggy” family. Growing up in the age of the screen we often gave him the minimum required attention.
Mostly, I just really hate barking. Maybe because I’m hung-over so often… but it really splits my skull.
And makes me jump if it’s a surprise.
“The One Where I’m A Small Man in a Box”
Everything has changed in the world of Friends™. Monica and Richard are loved up. Rachel and Ross are loved up. The Gellar parents are loved up (EW).
And so we get the wonderful comedy of errors that is Monica’s dad’s birthday party. With Monica struggling to tell her parents of her new relationship status. “It’s Complicated” doesn’t quite do it justice.
But at least we are entertained… Unlike Monica, who is comically forced (once again) to see a little too much of her parents relationship as she and Richard attempt to maintain their secret.
The only couple not having a good time are Chandler and Joey. Joey’s success on Days of Our Lives™ gives him the opportunity to get his own place, much to Chandler’s dismay. When I saw the title I thought there’d be a lot more of the “HA HA THEY’RE LIKE A COUPLE” jokes in this episode. But actually it’s pitched perfectly.
Joey: “I’m 28 years old and I’ve never lived alone”
With Joeys desire to live alone for the first time, Chandler’s annoyance at Joeys habits, and their underlying feeling of loss, this episode delves deep into the two characters. The two Matts do a great job of selling the Bromance, and the complexity of communal living. It’s hard not to be sad and think back on all the housemates I’ve had.
I too (as I approach twenty eight) have never lived alone. There was nothing I wanted more after university. The allure of 100% independence was strong. And yet by the time I was, finally, financially able to move back out of my parents I had a new partner to live with. I can’t imagine how hard it would be for us to split as Chandler and Joey do. It certainly couldn’t be fixed by a game of foosball.
Once again my Real Live Friends are out of sync with Friends™. I wish they’d get a better handle on their lives! Just as Joey moves out my Rachel Number One and Ross Number Two have gone and got their own place! Useless.
I found it weird seeing all the Friends™ helping Joey move out. Apart from maybe when I’ve moved house with other people, I don’t think I’ve ever helped any of my Real Live Friends move. I suppose it’s the difference between moving alone and moving as part of a couple. My Real Live Friends getting their own places don’t need my help as they have their partners. Not that I’m complaining, I don’t have to do any of the heavy lifting but still get the housewarming party? Sounds great!
Mortgages are a big commitment and another lifelong commitment I haven’t taken the plunge with yet is a tattoo.
I have nothing against tattoos in principle. I could just never settle on one I wanted. I’ve had many ideas, some good some bad: a wrist watch, a Legend of Zelda™ heart for everyone I’ve ever loved, a wedding ring (it's cheaper). OK, mostly bad. Perhaps it’s for the best…
The only tattoos I don’t like are those that people just got for the sake of it, with no story or meaning behind it. I can almost see Ross’s point in not wanting Rachel to get one, seeing as she just gets a crappy little heart. My partner’s got a tattoo, which is super weird given she’s terrified of needles. But I wouldn’t have dreamt of suggesting she not get one, as Ross does.
It all turns out fine in the end, of course, with Ross being rather taken by Rachel’s tattoo.
There you go, if you’ve got a domineering boyfriend who doesn’t want you to get a tattoo just get it above your arse and he’ll think it’s sexy.
Real Live Sitcom Moment:
Dogs. Why’d it have to be dogs…
This has been a bit of an unusual RLF. Written from the perspective of a man trapped in a box.
I went round to my parents to use their hyper-fast broadband, only to find my mother has “accidentally” adopted another dog… This time taken off our “allergic” aunts hands.
Unfortunately, it’s not the friendliest beast. And I’ve spent the last hour trapped in the study with it barking at the door. Hopefully my mother will be back soon…
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