I’ve watched on average 10-12 hours of television every day this week. I hate tv. I feel dirty.
It’s good friday, which means virtually nothing to me other than the fact that all the stores and businesses in town are closed due to holidayness.
I wanted to play some guitar and stuff yesterday or today, but it’s too frustrating to not be able to sing.
I want internet back. Not this fake thing that pretends to be the internet but is really just a poor substitute for the real thing. I also wish it was summer, because at least if it was summer I could flee to Temagami with a canoe when boredom strikes this hard. I’ve pretty much been without a computer for most of the four months I’ve lived up here. I’ve been sick for at least a month and a half of that time. I’ve watched more tv this week alone than I’ve watched in four years. I’m turning into someone I really don’t like much. I’m trying not to talk about it because it’s basically pointless to do so, but I’m starting to wonder if never mentioning anything about it is making it worse because I’m just internalizing now.
I miss instant messaging programs and IRC. That connected feeling helps me out a lot more than one would think.
Guess I’ll go watch some tv.