At my old apartment I was in TV addict heaven. I had all the theme packs I wanted, I had a perfectly programmed DVR, I had a TV in my room where it lulled me to sleep at night and greeted me in the morning. DVR's are amazing, seriously. I never watched "real" TV, but did suffer from TiVO guilt - which is why I watched more Fringe and 90210 episodes than I really needed to.
When I moved, I decided to give up the expense of the set-up I had and go back to ghetto-vision (the trifecta of Canadian stations, plus a fuzzy french). I gave it all up, the DVR, the control, the guilt - cold turkey. And while I missed it at first, before the internet was connected, I don't find myself missing it at all. I don't even watch the channels I do have, mostly because I can't stand the lack of choice and the commercials. I do watch it at work, but that hardly counts.
This doesn't mean I've found more valuable ways to spend my time, of course. I've been watching a few series online, and I spend excessive hours on the interwebs doing nothing in particular. But I think this trend is starting to wane, hopefully I'll catch up on my reading and maybe even do something productive... a girl can dream!
I'm currently working my way through Weeds and Six Feet Under, and I recently finished Dexter. Turns out I have a bit of a thing for Showtime and HBO.
A wise professor once advised me to watch very little TV and read often. It's a simple equation that makes a lot of sense, and I've wanted to adopt it for years. It'll happen sooner or later, but in the meanwhile, I have some facebook creepin' to do.
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My problem is that I have too many books to read, too many shows to catch up on, and WORK gets in the damn way. Also? My husband deletes things on my DVR after awhile, like I WON'T NOTICE.
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