Okay so I suck. I got tired and a little cranky on Wednesday night so I busted out the binky that is my TV. I haven’t really accomplished anything since. Oh God! And I’ve seen such terrible things! Such terrible, horrible things! “Rock of love.” Do you know about this? It’s a reality show where a group of large-breasted, elastic lace-clad women compete for the affections of Bret Michaels via faux wedding vows and lap dances. What is so eerie—what makes me squirm like the thought of making out with my brother—is that I watched it. God help me I watched it. And this other reality show where has-been male teen idols sit in a circle and talk about their feelings and how they want to be back in the spotlight—God help me I watched that too. God help me. God grant me the serenity…
And so now I am in a long weekend and I have a massive project to do. It’s due the day after the inauguration. But earlier today I saw that Doom was going to be on at 2:45am and so I had to stay up to watch it. Doom. I had to stay up to watch Doom. And yes, it’s in one of my favorite genres, and yes it stars Academy Award-Winning WWE actor/wrestler Dwayne TheRock Johnson, best actor ever, but still—I want to go to sleep dammit. I have work to do. Sweet Lord. Why did you curse me with TV?
Can you imagine what it would be like if Obama got to the oval office, felt overwhelmed with work and so just flipped on the TV and watched reality TV for days, sending secret security agents out ever couple of hours for more ice cream? I’ll tell you what it would be like. It would be like I didn’t suck as much, relatively speaking.
Anyway, the point of this post was for me to post some pictures but I’m having technical problems and I am missing important Doom plot. I’ll retry later….
