motivating yourself to do things by thinking "my blorbo would want me to do this" is much less effective when you know in your heart that your blorbo is operating on a much worse level of self care than you. my blorbo would not care if i brush my teeth or take a shower today. my blorbo eats rocks and wears shirts they found on the floor.
tv pitch: a completely average workplace sitcom except that it’s established at the end of the pilot that it takes place on the 90th floor of the world trade center in 2000. every episode the date is shown, just to build the sense of impending doom. the show is otherwise a completely generic the office ripoff. the intro sequence is a montage of airplanes taking off.
at the end of the second season, we reach 9/10/01. after six months of waiting, season 3 drops. now it’s 9/12/01. nothing has happened. the characters carry on as normal. fans of the series go insane. the show never explains what happened, and continues to pretend it’s a normal sitcom.
