Bugger

[rejectomorph]

I don't know why Sluggo is so cranky tonight, or why my ISP won't give me anything better than a 28k connection, or why the cat is so insistent that I give her all my attention, but it's all combining to demolish my concentration. As everything that happens in the world is the result of some vast conspiracy against me, I choose to blame the television this time. It wants to be watched, and is thus controlling everything around it, leaving me without options. Wednesday night. I'm sure there's nothing worthwhile on, but what's the point in fighting the omnipotent power? Maybe it will be mollified by an hour or two of viewing, and I'll then be able to return to Sluggo. Ah, reality is such an asspain, even when it's imaginary!

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[rejectomorph]

I have too much cable. The abundance confuses me, and I can never decide what awful program to watch. I never watch "Cops" though, because it makes me nostalgic for the suburban slum in which I spent my childhood- playing hide-and-seek amongst the cars perched on cement blocks, scrunching the patches of broken glass left by beer bottles that had been tossed into the streets, trying to puzzle out the slurred obscenities of drunken, pot-bellied guys in wife-beaters as they were hauled off to jail. I can't stand being reminded of how much more colorful my life once was.