Like Rachel (and Martin Luther King Jnr) I have a dream. Unlike them, mine does not involve snogging Joey or global equality.
Wait. I mean… I DO want global equality (and perhaps we’re a tiny bit closer with the latest election result.). But my main dream right now is to sort this job situation out.
I feel like a lot of pieces are moving, but nothing is really falling into place. So I’m being forced to move from one set of ideas to another. Never quite settling on a direction. (A bit like Kier Starmer, am I right?).
I’ve (at last) started doing some freelance stuff with a lot of potential, and much closer to what I want to be doing! So I guess that’s good? But with much less security, it’s still a worry it’s not as well suited to taking care of my burgeoning family.
And my even more burgeoning mortgage payments.
Real Live Sitcom Moment:
I’ve had a nice little holiday with the boys. And a chance to put my new swimming trunks to use (or so I thought).
We went off on, what’s fast becoming, our annual camping trip. And this time we managed to push the boat out further, by finding a place with a CUSTOM BUILT SAUNA IN THE WOODS.
We were all getting excited for the holiday and one of them posted in the group chat “we probably need to discuss if we’re cool being naked in the sauna”. Oh how we laughed.
Then the second we got in, he just straight up went for it. Pulled the trunks down, ripped the bandaid off. If it’s good enough for the Fins, it’s good enough for him.
Now, we’re men of a certain age, and have known each other a long time so, unlike the sort of awkwardness you might expect from, say Chandler a couple of years ago 7.3, we were just like “OK, I guess we’re doing this” and took the plunge. Despite any nascent body confidence worries you might expect from the fact we’d taken a different plunge; minutes earlier into freezing cold water.
“Oh great” I thought. “Here I was, thinking I’d have a nice relaxing holiday, but instead I guess we’re spending the next two days looking at each others dicks.”
“The One With the Sauna”
I’m not the only one getting an eyeful. Joey’s agreed to let Rachel back on the set off Days of Our LIves™. Following a previous incident in which she was caught peeping at the cast in the mens bathroom. What the hell? And mere seconds later Joey admits to taking the virginity of one of the extras. Fucking hell. Isn’t he like 35?!
Also how come he’s playing Dr Drake Ramoray again? I thought there was that whole storyline of a woman’s brain being translated into his body? I swear this isn’t how it works. Maybe I need to watch Poor Things™ again… (4 Stars)
Strangely Ross and Chandler are also off on a romantic getaway with the boys. Or, at least, with each other. Chandler has some spare, non-refundable, hotel tickets after Monica couldn’t make it. So decides to make do with the 4th best Gellar. Ross proceeds to get high on Maple Syrup like a toddler, and leads Chandler into a life of crime. Stealing from the hotel to try and make their money back. Oh, the shame…
Phoebe’s predicting Chandler and Monica are getting divorced in seven years. But I reckon if he keeps letting Ross influence him he can get it done before the next UK election.
Without the boys, Phoebe and Monica end up at each other’s throats, after Phoebe rocks up to busk at Monica’s restaurant. It’s oddly nice seeing them beef for once, they never seem to spend much time together.
But Phoebe’s poor attempts at busking do, somewhat, remind me of my slightly crazy sister. Who sent me a video of her singing “You’ve Got a Friend In Me” in lieu of an actual birthday present.
(Though nice it had “Friend” in the title?)
Back at Joey and Rachel’s (still can’t quite believe she lives with him instead of the father of her child…), Rachel’s having an awkward kissing dream about Joey. More specifically about Dr Drake Ramoray. I guess, when the moon hits your eye like a big piece of pie, that’s Drake Ramoray…
She shrugs it off at first, but things come to a head when he needs her to do a read through with him (That’s Joey not Drake. Sorry, getting acting confused with real life! Idiot.) Anyway, they’re doing the read through, and Joey starts talking about how he doesn’t know how to play love cause he’s only ever been in love with her.
And starts going into a little more detail than you’d expect, and putting on a bit of a voice, and HANG ON. He’s definitely putting the moves on. Maybe it’s not intentional. I’m sure he’d just say he was talking about his performance. But he MUST know what he’s doing, surely??
Wait. I mean… I DO want global equality (and perhaps we’re a tiny bit closer with the latest election result.). But my main dream right now is to sort this job situation out.
I feel like a lot of pieces are moving, but nothing is really falling into place. So I’m being forced to move from one set of ideas to another. Never quite settling on a direction. (A bit like Kier Starmer, am I right?).
I’ve (at last) started doing some freelance stuff with a lot of potential, and much closer to what I want to be doing! So I guess that’s good? But with much less security, it’s still a worry it’s not as well suited to taking care of my burgeoning family.
And my even more burgeoning mortgage payments.
Real Live Sitcom Moment:
I’ve had a nice little holiday with the boys. And a chance to put my new swimming trunks to use (or so I thought).
We went off on, what’s fast becoming, our annual camping trip. And this time we managed to push the boat out further, by finding a place with a CUSTOM BUILT SAUNA IN THE WOODS.
We were all getting excited for the holiday and one of them posted in the group chat “we probably need to discuss if we’re cool being naked in the sauna”. Oh how we laughed.
Then the second we got in, he just straight up went for it. Pulled the trunks down, ripped the bandaid off. If it’s good enough for the Fins, it’s good enough for him.
Now, we’re men of a certain age, and have known each other a long time so, unlike the sort of awkwardness you might expect from, say Chandler a couple of years ago 7.3, we were just like “OK, I guess we’re doing this” and took the plunge. Despite any nascent body confidence worries you might expect from the fact we’d taken a different plunge; minutes earlier into freezing cold water.
“Oh great” I thought. “Here I was, thinking I’d have a nice relaxing holiday, but instead I guess we’re spending the next two days looking at each others dicks.”
“The One With the Sauna”
I’m not the only one getting an eyeful. Joey’s agreed to let Rachel back on the set off Days of Our LIves™. Following a previous incident in which she was caught peeping at the cast in the mens bathroom. What the hell? And mere seconds later Joey admits to taking the virginity of one of the extras. Fucking hell. Isn’t he like 35?!
Also how come he’s playing Dr Drake Ramoray again? I thought there was that whole storyline of a woman’s brain being translated into his body? I swear this isn’t how it works. Maybe I need to watch Poor Things™ again… (4 Stars)
Strangely Ross and Chandler are also off on a romantic getaway with the boys. Or, at least, with each other. Chandler has some spare, non-refundable, hotel tickets after Monica couldn’t make it. So decides to make do with the 4th best Gellar. Ross proceeds to get high on Maple Syrup like a toddler, and leads Chandler into a life of crime. Stealing from the hotel to try and make their money back. Oh, the shame…
Phoebe’s predicting Chandler and Monica are getting divorced in seven years. But I reckon if he keeps letting Ross influence him he can get it done before the next UK election.
Without the boys, Phoebe and Monica end up at each other’s throats, after Phoebe rocks up to busk at Monica’s restaurant. It’s oddly nice seeing them beef for once, they never seem to spend much time together.
But Phoebe’s poor attempts at busking do, somewhat, remind me of my slightly crazy sister. Who sent me a video of her singing “You’ve Got a Friend In Me” in lieu of an actual birthday present.
(Though nice it had “Friend” in the title?)
Back at Joey and Rachel’s (still can’t quite believe she lives with him instead of the father of her child…), Rachel’s having an awkward kissing dream about Joey. More specifically about Dr Drake Ramoray. I guess, when the moon hits your eye like a big piece of pie, that’s Drake Ramoray…
She shrugs it off at first, but things come to a head when he needs her to do a read through with him (That’s Joey not Drake. Sorry, getting acting confused with real life! Idiot.) Anyway, they’re doing the read through, and Joey starts talking about how he doesn’t know how to play love cause he’s only ever been in love with her.
And starts going into a little more detail than you’d expect, and putting on a bit of a voice, and HANG ON. He’s definitely putting the moves on. Maybe it’s not intentional. I’m sure he’d just say he was talking about his performance. But he MUST know what he’s doing, surely??
