Another sign you should always go along with your first hunch.
At the end of last night’s 90210 , Brenda blurted out Kelly’s baby’s daddy and it’s *Dylan.* I dunno, that’s who I initially thought, but they did throw me off at the beginning with the do-gooder. I guess Dylan is as capable of doing good deeds as Brandon was. Although now as an adult I like Dylan’s character more than Brandon’s (I guess that’s what happens when you grow up), I liked Kelly & Brandon together more than Kelly & Dylan.
It really doesn’t matter, though, this is all fiction, but I guess it was fun thinking about all this fluffy stuff again.
In other very unrelated news, I need to buy a watch. I haven’t worn a watch in *years,* and in recent years I use my cell phone to check the time. But I guess now that I’m working downtown, having a watch will be more convenient for when I’m walking to or from the train or walking around during my 30 minute lunch. That way I won’t have to be digging in my purse looking for my cell.
So, I need a trip to Ross this weekend for a watch, khaki colored pant and maybe another large purse.
I will sign off with an ad for Jem watches (1987):