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Thursday, May 06, 2004
All right, sorry for the lacuna, but Heroic Third Roommate moved out last weekend and the new roommate and I have been painting the apartment (Until he earns a characteristic moniker, he'll be NuRu, kay?). So I've been picking tiny bits of white plastic off my skin and inhaling fumes by the cubic yard, not to mention the fact that I got more exercise last weekend than I have in a year, which makes me tired and cranky and generally not in a posty mood. Last night I cleaned the upper reaches of the kitchen, which were covered with seven years of caked-on fuzz-grease. That shit sticks to your fingers like polyurethane; I had to use a combination of lighter fluid and sandpaper to remove it. Understandably, my posting fingers are a little raw. But the house is beginning to look really nice for the first time in a long time, and soon you can all come over for cocktails and rhubarb pie.
Now another thing: I am totally fucked, and here is why. I thought I was Mr SmartyPants because I got the cable company to give me a free month of HBO after they made a minor mistake in setting up my new DVR cable box. I thought, hey, I can see The Sopranos live for once. BUT NOW I AM FUCKED. Because I started actually watching HBO. And now, of course, I can never ever stop. A little background: I have always resisted HBO because I know myself, and I know that I have a problem with televisual willpower sometimes, and I like quality programming, &c. But I also HATE WATCHING TV. I hate the sedentary feeling in my ass after a five-hour passive viewing session, which believe me is all too possible with HBO. I hate the feeling of lost, useless hours, which compound into lost months and lost years. HTR always wanted HBO, but I wouldn't do it because I knew I'd be fucked. Well, I'm fucked. I watched Deadwood last night, and it was fantastic. I watched Chris Rock's newest special, which was not as good as the last, but was still worth seeing once (though NuRu said after five minutes "no, look, he's irrelevant. He took a break for too long and now he's done -- his mantle belongs to Chappelle now," which is kinda true). I watched The Ring the other night, which for all its plentiful narrative holes still left me with like three images that will stalk my pre-sleep headspace for at least a month. I did watch The Sopranos, and I know that if I watched Carnivàle I'd have to sacrifice another hour a week. Also, I saw a promo -- a fucking promo -- for Six Feet Under, with the cast spinning crazily around a supermarket to a Nina Simone song, and this promo was better than anything I've ever seen on network TV. Fucked. Oh and I heard on the radio that Gov. Pataki announced the groundbreaking date for construction of the "Freedom Tower" on the old WTC site. And the date is -- what the figgledy fuck? "FREEDOM TOWER?" Oh come on now. Why not call it the "Everything America Stands For Tower" and paint it with concentric red and white circles? Goddamnit. 0 comments |
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