Thursday, June 24, 2010

In the wise words of Homer Simpson, "Television! Teacher, mother, secret lover!"

I think my brain is probably degenerating a bit.

It is great.

I also have come to think that this must be what life without persistent neuroticism is like.

See, I spend my time these days watching Lifetime movies. Soooo juicy. I don't know how they do it but gosh darn they just suck me in and get me every bloody time. My recent peregrination into this world has included such subjects as teen pregnancy, bulimia, custody battles, secret societies, rabid cheerleaders, and an entire slew of warmfuzzy-inducing dramas that inevitably end with all the members of an entirely dysfunctional family structure coming together to recognize all the ills of their lives and then have goodness and healing just spurt on out from every angle.

Yep.

Alas, back to work next week. Back to trying desperately to explain the ridiculousness that is English grammar and back to dragging my ass out of bed at 7 in the morning to hand pencils to green little freshmen who are all so perky and excited about their impending joyous college experience. Muahaha. Oh how quickly they will discover the truth. I suppose until then I ought to just let them have their naivete. It's actually almost kind of charming.

Man...if only I could persist with this gratuitous laziness and feeding of my emotional needs via television. Unfortunately, money must be made so that getting-the-hell-out-of-California can eventually be happening. Must. Focus. On. Big. Picture. Bleeeeehhhhh.

Oh, Lifetime, I hate that I must soon cut back on you and your meaty awesomeness.

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