they cut off the cable today. good, i think, although i still mindlessly headed for the tv when i got home. even though i had just read the notice from rogers in the mail box saying that it was gone. and now i'm on the computer.
but i do feel a glimmer of the possibilities waiting in the wings. my evenings could be filled with virtuous cleaning, improving my mind, getting to know my possessions (and therefore myself) and may-be even getting creative.
anything would be better than mainstream tv - that 'sugary' diet of constant 5 second clips, restless motionless movement, unreal emotions from fantasies, washing over me constantly, invading my mind and numbing it, rotting it with crap.