ah television. often undeservedly vilified and maligned, my love for it began when my parents decided that it would be a useful way for me to learn english (not unlike madison - sqwak!!). of course, their benign, nay, innocent hopes, no surprise, had some unintended consequences as my amateurish game show and saturday morning cartoon watching metastasized into a veritable obsession. tv taught me many valuable lessons in life, e.g., an egg eventually will lead you to that secret party, fat dudes marry hot ladies and nothing's gonna stop us now.when i see posts like this one i think, hey, i'm not alone in this world.
despite my personal philosophy that once anything becomes a job it immediately loses all appeal, i thought maybe being a tv critic wouldn't be so bad. then i found out you need a freaking harvard degree to make it around here. jeez.
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no- it's people who don't own a tv and then have to point out that fact every time anyone mentions any kind of cultural event or celebrity because it makes them feel morally superior. They are the worst.
sooo... we're down to two posts a week now, ehh? i guess finals season and the reality of law firm life are really taking their toll.
i believe my thoughts are best expressed through a hipster haiku:
i don't blog daily
such foolish consistency
says "i have no life"
Sorry, Justin, for the lack of posts. It was just a hiccup in the Matrix. Don't blame exams. Blame sloth. Also, I just saw an ad for the "last 7 new episodes" of the King of Queens while watching basketball: apparently, the hot and sassy wife is going to leave the jolly and rotund UPS delivery guy. Looks like they got your memo, E.
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