My father texts.
Friday, January 22, 2010
My father just texted me: "R U home?" This is accompanied by a sound clip of "Sakura."
Oh, Dad.
This is where I tell the world the stories I've already told you.
My father just texted me: "R U home?" This is accompanied by a sound clip of "Sakura."
Oh, Dad.
Breakfast:
Yogurt and cereal, cranky because we're out of milk
Tea
Snack:
1 quart of milk. (There were people handing out free gallons of milk!!!!)
Lunch:
Cheeseburger
Dinner:
Pepto Bismol
Popcorn
More Dinner:
Peanuts
2 Shirley Temples
I've almost recovered, I swear.
I finally got a digital converter for my tiny white TV! And holy damn, I always thought the TV was shit, but in reality, the reception was shit. It's also amusing seeing a digital menu on an old box-shaped TV.
Other observations: there is a lot of god TV over here. Yes, god, not good. One of the first things I did was remove the praise channels, even though they were momentarily entertaining. I think there were at least six.
And, luddite that I am, I'm super confused that there's more than one channel 7, and they all have different shows on. One station seems to be devoted to Andy Griffith.
Maybe I'll start watching more TV now. I just got back from my grandparents' place, where I always develop a minor addiction. I actually said out loud, "Oh, it's time for Conan O'Brien!" But it was Saturday, so SNL was on.
At least now I'll be able to watch the Olympics. And that's a little bit exciting, considering how close they'll be in real life.
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