Belly

I don't want to.

Okay, we can stay.

I knew I actually had nowhere to take it so I just looked back down and saw there was a quote from The Guardian.

Go on then.

It's a slick, soapy, spicy load of fun set in the world of hot 20-something hockey-playing college students instead of pro hockey teams and their hot 20-something rising stars.

I can recommend it to all who appreciate hot 20-somethings, bums, boobs, hockey, though as with heated rivalry, there's only a bit of that and mostly to get them naked in the showers again, and perfectly made trash TV, it is deeply soothing and incredibly Moorish.

Yeah, I did try.

Am I allowed to say that?

You're allowed to say that.

I watched four episodes.

It was good.

It was good.

I couldn't muster the passion that I think the people needed from me.

But by the time the show came back.

It was too late.

And I also think because I watched it too late, I wasn't talking about it with people.

So how good that we're on the train this time with off-campus.

Which makes me think once I've done off-campus and I'm fully into the hockey thing, I might be able to go back to heated rivalry.

Well, yeah.

I'll move us along.