I was watching some reruns of 90210 as I do every weekend to try to reconnect with my past and tap into some new creative energy that only comes from it’s inspirational scripts and acting.
I couldn’t help but wonder, while I watched Brandon help a homeless dessert storm vet on the beach by offering him some work, despite Andrea’s advising him not to, and Brenda was out cheating on Dylan in Paris while pretending to be a native french girl, which was okay because he was kissing up with Kelly and David and his flipped hair were trying to launch his music career by working out a management deal with Steve, how this garbage ever made it on TV and how someone who was on it gets to fuck this girl.
If you’re wondering why I was watching this, I was at a friends house and it was a big part of the reason I ended up getting so drunk that I don’t remember what happened,
