Ah Bugger

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Friday, October 13, 2006

Sweet tv on my mind.

Since I am not watching television, I am thinking about it. More specifically about Gray's Anatomy last week. When George brought the marathoner down to see his donor, why did the guy back out the surgery? Shouldn't the marathoner be excited that he looks so much better than the donor does who is younger but looks much older? Is he thinking maybe that the dead guy reflects what his body looks like on the inside? Why wouldn't he take the joint from the dead guy? I did not understand that part of the story arc at all. Care to explain?

Wish I had been on the set during the McDreamy/Burke fight. Hot!

My horoscope is creepy.

Cancer
For Friday, October 13 -
Authority figures might cause you some stress today -- they will have a tendency to micromanage you and be somewhat of a hovering presence. Doesn't mean you're not doing a good job. On the contrary, they are experiencing some insecurities and the need to justify their existence. So there's no need to be intimidated -- you should feel relieved that you're competent and don't have to waste your time on fake dramatics or games.

This quickly and succinctly summarizes my work life right now. It is a little creepy to open the newspaper and have the horoscope hollering "Buggie!!! Buggie!!! This is for YOU!"

Side note: I did a spell check on this entry and it did not recognize the word "micromanage", and offered to replace it with "Necromancer". What have I done to Blogger!?! (Also, Washington Post had written that I should feel relived, and not relieved, but I can't figure out why I would feel like I lived again, so I changed it.)

Thursday, October 12, 2006

Day 3

Day 3 of rehab was HARD! I stopped by the bookstore on my way home to get some books for my next class, but then once I got into my house, I did not know what to do with myself. I set to experiencing wild and zany adventures with Roger Wilco in Ulence Flats, but after a long encounter with a slot machine (because you need lots of money to buy a droid at Droids B Us), I had to shut the computer down.
So I aimlessly puttered around my house, stumbling over discarded handbags and various shoes. I found my other Converse Chuck, by the way. I know you don't know it was missing but it was, which was vexing when I was trying to run out the door to see a movie with only one shoe on.
You'd think I would have it in me to do laundry and clean up. Maybe study some. Nope. I took a long shower and then read magazines. I think maybe it is not just the TV that is my problem.
Tonight I will be drinking margaritas with a friend. Nothing like switching out one addiction for another.

Wednesday, October 11, 2006

"Death always waits. The door of the hearse is never closed."*

Excuse me, Dodge Magnum wagon driver. Why are you driving a modern, socially (sort of) accepted hearse? Are you having fond memories of Harold and Maude? Do you have latent sexual fantasies of being a necromancer? What depraved thoughts guided you towards spending your money on a vehicle that probably came with a promotional Dodge coffin for the back? Are you chauffeuring around your dead hopes and dreams?


*Quote by Joseph Bayly

Who is Joseph Bayly? I dunno. Seems like he wrote books to be read to Sunday School classes. I wasn't vested enough to look very hard. His quote was just useful for my purposes. Thank you. Mgmt.

Day Two

Still going strong, though I did see a movie last night. But I saw it with a friend and that was an allowed caveat. (Still, I feel like I cheated a bit.) Yesterday was another one of those "too busy to watch the telly" kind of days. So, I don't feel like I have mastered my addiction yet. Also, I spent a good hour just thinking about my favorite shows and what might happen next. I also bought a video game for my computer, which is not my TV, though it has a screen and I can watch shows and movies on it. But I'm not! The game, however, might be what I ban from myself next. It is Space Quest. I played this game on my brother's computer at age 12. It is a sign of old age that I am only interested in playing games from my youth. My sister will be excited that I found them again, though.
Today will be a tougher day. I don't have plans tonight and that means time spent alone... with my TV... and the big yellow couch. They are temptresses. Sirens, if you will. They seduce me and I am putty in their electrons and soft cushy vortexy-ness.
I need a sponsor to call!

Tuesday, October 10, 2006

Day one

Day one started strong. I got up early and was at work/hell super early. I was busy all day, did not even get a chance for a lunchbreak. After work (11 hours of hell), I went home to work on my econ paper. (Which again, stinks up the room! I do not know why I cannot write an econ policy paper. Crap!) I was up until 11 working on that. So, the first day was too busy to concentrate on my addiction, though I have to admit to thinking about missing Prison Break and avoiding my big yellow sofa like the plague because it sucks me in. Maybe it is the sofa I am addicted to, and not the tv?

Monday, October 09, 2006

Trial separation

I have to get away from my tv for a while. It's not like it is being violent or talking down to me, I just feel that it is leading me down the wrong path. Therefore, I shall not turn my television on all week. (7 days). The only caveat is if the tv watching is a social event. (Like Law-Rah allowing me, against her will, to pause Gray's Anatomy every 10 seconds to "discuss", or the girls coming over for a ANTM Festival.)
I think we'll get back together, eventually. It's not like we are divorcing. I would just like to see other people.