At the risk of waxing poetic about The OC

Since we are well into the fall and The OC has just fucking started to air, it has taken me this long to notice that Thursdays are now my official testosterone-cleansing evening of television. It's pretty hard to still think of myself as a man come 10pm on a Thursday. Last week I was this close to going out, drinking my weight in beer and whiskey, and then killing a drifter just to get a rush of testosterone. And an erection... but I digress.....

Anyway, bracing myself for Girly Thursday, I was blindsided last night by a special bonus episode of The OC... and it actually took an interesting turn where, without boring you with the details, Seth actually averted Ryan going to kill a guy in Mexico, while symultaneously ratting out his whereabouts to the Cohens, who needless to say brought him back to the pool house.

Now, the thing is... Seth knew where the guy Ryan wanted to find was, and lied to him, basically setting him up to be taken back to Newport somewhat against his will, even though he knew that Ryan wanted nothing more than to settle this particular score.

Then I thought about it...... I have a number of friends that I consider to be like brothers or sisters to me. Could I make (what is arguably) the right decision, and save them from themselves, or would I actually follow through on my regular assertion that I'd go to the wall for them... in essence ruining both of our lives for the sake of payback?

The short answer is that I have no idea. I think I could see it going either way.