| Current mood: |  frustrated |
| Current music: | Bright Eyes- Something Vague |
[...I'm so glad The Cheat is not dead...]
Wanderlust Lost (10:47:32 PM): *kara's brain dances circles around emilie's brain.*
Wanderlust Lost (10:47:35 PM): *in a kilt*
It's so true.
It's funny and kind of sad the way we let the television rule our lives in this country. When I was in England there were only 4 channels. (Not that that's all they had, just that that's all The Andy paid for. :)) And I had a lot more fun reading or amusing myself with other things than I did with watching TV.
This struck me tonight as, sitting outside on my balcony and reading Evelina and taking notes and blah blah for my paper I heard from across the street and across the courtyards of the apartment buildings surrounding us no less than three echoes of The Sopranos. One was coming from my own living room where Shaun was watching it. (I had to retreat to the balcony to actually get some studying done) and there were maybe two in the building next door and one across the street.
I felt like I was in some lost world because as I absorbed myself in 18th century literature, I was surrounded by the incessant naggings of this modern, media driven world we live in.
It was surreal...and sad.
Stupid TV.
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