Friday, May 12, 2006

The Boob Tube

The plan last night was to go Brian's house to hear the progress on my songs for this EP we're hoping to have completed b4 I leave for TX in 2 weeks, but because of some computer glitches he was having in the studio we had 2 reschedule. So, what did I do? Jack shit. I sat on my tired ass and watched the boob tube, something I've always loved 2 do.

Now, mind U, there's a million and one other things that I should have been doing and needed 2 be doing, but I just couldn't pull myself away. It was so much easier to just veg there and let other people's fictional lives wash over me and numb me 2 comfort.

At a conference recently, a woman who wasn't much older than me and yet was making $25,000/month remarked that poor people always have the biggest tvs and rich people have the biggest libraries. I instantly thought of my out of work alcoholic uncle and his 500 inch flat screen tv that takes up all of his subsidized living room and chuckled.

It's so amazing to me how much little time there is in one day and when U start trying 2 make the most of the time, it makes U realize how truly precious and valuable it really is.

I have many goals I'm reaching 4 now and I think I have to divorce the boob tube because it's allure is just too overwhelming. If it's there and I'm alone, I will not pick up the phone, I will not write or practice, I will not do the things I need 2 be doing 2 advance myself, instead I will pick up the remote like a puppet and fucking veg. I'm an addict.

I have 2 cancel my Netflix subscription, at least 4 a while. It will be the hardest thing I've ever had 2 do, but it must be done. God, give me strength!

My only solace will be that I'll still have internet porn.

Stop moralizing on me, bitches!

"I feel numb. 2 much is not enough." - U2, Numb

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