losttoapathy

TV is pretty darn near the last bastion of joy for me.
I watch it's shows religiously.
I sing it's theme songs.
I fetishize larger and flatter televisions than my own.
It's cheaper than crack.
and lasts so much longer.
I've bored myself with this loveletter to tv.
I just re-read the first sentence, briefly questioned whether I spelled "bastion" correctly or not, then re-lived...
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I've recently decided to go to las vegas for a video retailer convention.
I know, doesn't it sound exciting.
Anyhow, what I'm really "enthused" about is the place where you can pay to shoot guns. Pretty much any gun.
I've never fired a real weapon, so this would be the last step in my transition to bruce willis.
Not hookers, or drinks, or cards.
I'm...
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I just watched the first two episodes of the new season of One Tree Hill. And you know what...
It was fucking awesome.
They're all grown up, living their lives full of responsiblilty and despair, but they make it work.
I don't like to think of myself as sad for living and dying by the lives of imaginary twentysomethings.
I prefer to think of myself...
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i have a headache.
again.
got to watch some tv, pack, eat some popcorn.
i hope everyone in the whole world has an awesome day today.
cool bitches,

I very much wish life were easy.
I'm moving again.
People are disappointed in me.
People are happy I'm coming back.
All I want to do is watch the first episode of the new season of One Tree Hill tomorrow.
Oh no, I've got to go to fucking dinner with my fucking family.
I guess the important part is that it makes sense to me....
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I'm making what most people will call a huge mistake.
I disagree.
I mean isn't it better to have a job you like than a job where you could possibly make a gazillion dollars.
gazillion of course being piece pay.
and yes, I have to leave some things behind.
But that is the way it works.
always will be.
it's vague, it's maudlin, I like...
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Where oh where can my baby be?
Hmmm.
Not literal baby, you understand, but more the cutesy nickname for one's significant other.
Where's that fucking baby.
There have been girls, sure, but none that I really wanted to stick around.
Know what I'm saying.
It could all be that I'm dead inside,
But maybe I just haven't met the right girl.
What would ross from...
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I think one blog per year is the magic number.
Who knows, I might fuck that up, because I'm feeling so goddamn chatty.
Maybe it's because I only talk to cats all day.
Maybe it's because when the small child riding his bike around the school across the street from my house rode right the fuck up to me, screeched his little fucking brakes and...
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dear agnes bruckner,
i am writing to profess my undying love for you.
does that seem extreme?
I realize we've never met in person, or spoken through some bastardized medium.
i.e. telephone, mail, email, text, etc.
however the fact that my feelings are ridiculous does not make them any less real.
How will you respond?
One can only guess.
I hope you see my varied...
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well it's finally happened, i'm coming out of my cage. I know it can be an awful horrible adjustment, but I'm doin' just fine. It's like they say at meetings: Gotta Gotta be down, because I want it all. Ain't that the truth. Hi, I'm Jonah, and I'm an adict. It started out with a kiss. That was followed by 17 straight days of handjobs...
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we are very upset about this recent mass exodus.
does no one think of my feelings.
Strangers who appear in the nude on the computer, are supposed to think of me first.
Still sucks though