Catpaw - diary of an angry cat

Well I finally saw the last episode of Friends last night. And yes to answer your smart ass comments - I have lived under a rock for the past 10+ years. I never saw the show the first time around and for some reason never listened to all the talk about the show, even the finale.

Actually, I never really cared about the show. Wasn’t until this past spring that I actually watched an episode. Kind of got hooked on the series. I’ve been watching them in a rather chaotic order - just as the TV stations dish them out. I finally saw the first episode last week. And last night I saw the last episode.

My thoughts? Was Rachel NUTS! She passed up a chance to live in Paris! I can’t get past that. The audience was hooting and cheering when she came into the room to say she was staying in NY to live with Ross and I was shouting “Get back on the damned airplane!” I guess I’m not a soppy romantic. The audience was obviously routing for her to get back and stay with Ross but

it was PARIS, woman!

I would pull out my own wisdom teeth for a chance to live and work in Paris. I’d do the same to work in most places as long as its interesting and lots of history. Paris is right at the top of my list. But Rachel choose to stay.

It was PARIS, woman!

How many ways can that be said.

She was nuts. Tell Ross to pack his dino bones in a big trunk and meet her there.

I’m going to mutter about this for a long time so you better go back to work and leave me stewing.

Stumble it!