I went outside and walked in the park sometimes. I wrote a little bit every once in a while.
That was before the incident.
Now I lay bedridden with my laptop bag molding at the foot of my bed and my clothes covering up the floor so that “stay out of the lava” is a really easy game. It’s scary how much this incident has affected me. It’s frightening to notice that the only outside I’ve seen has been what can be glanced at over my shoulder and out my window. It saddens me to think of how little of the outside world I really know.
The incident I speak of is Premier Week. I had to watch Glee, Castle, and Chuck over the past two days and I did not enjoy a single moment of any of it. This new influx of television added to my already annoying obsession with drafting fantasy basketball teams has made me some sort of hybrid between a hermit and a hobo. A hobo because I’m sure that a hermit at least finds the time to shower or eat, but the internet is not allowing me to. All the wonderful auction style drafts and pre-rankings I can do, all the hulu and megavideo I can watch. This is terrible. My life is over.
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Thursday is going to kill me. On Thursday nights I am the TV’s bitch.
Let’s be clear that I don’t think Glee is a good show. Nor do I think any of these shows are good. I am just a lazy sack of shit that will chose to do anything that involves simply watching over anything that involves doing in any capability.
Something else to see on your computer, you: http://bit.ly/9tLXCU
Also, we thought we were the only ones who knew about Megavideo.