My roommates don't believe in television. Crazy, I know. They say it's becauses they have important, busy lives and much better things to do than rot their brain. And, get this, apparently there's nothing "good" on. Have they not heard of 30 Rock? My Name is Earl? Snapped? I say it's comforting, it's entertaining, it's a great way to bond with other people who can quote the same silly Micheal line from The Office. But alas, no television. It's not that we don't have a television. We do. It's mine. But there was a vote and cable went goodbye. Network tv would have been fine except without cable we get no reception. We have no antenna so it's just snow except for some reason the TV land channel. I'm so sick of the Munsters. It's one of the many reasons I've thought of moving...except I like the house, and most of the time the roommates. It's comfortable. We get along, but all do our own thing. It would be nic
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Did I tell you how the president stared at me through the television? He was giving a speech and had to look into the camera eye...so maybe that was why, but c'mon, did anyone ELSE feel the staring?
Anyway, congratulations on your new bf. Too bad for Nancy Grace. Oh well, her ilk can always count on Bill O'Reilly
(oh, that only works on Kelli). Anyway, my boyfriend Karl is very sad this morning. it seems that his dream of high premium arctic oil has been dashed.