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I got a job writing for an internet blog. It's not a real job, the kind that respectable people have, because it does not pay. I shouldn't complain because all I have to do is watch tv and write about it, plus the people I work for are vvery nice. However, I lied in my cover letter when I said that I liked tv.
I don't hate tv, I just never really liked it enough to make time to watch it. The day seems so much shorter now that I have to spend so much time watching television. I have about four books I haven't finished and there's a whole jar of peanut butter in the fridge that I haven't eaten with a spoon while listening to podcasts. Everything's going to shit.
Although we have some fancy kind of cable, this job is making it painfully obvious that we do not have the fanciest kind of cable, the kind of cable that allows me access to Science TV HD to watch "The Mystery of the Human Hobbit." I also miss out on "Sunken Warships" and anything on HBO or Showtime. That means that at 12:30 on a Wednesday night, when I want to be learning about a race of tiny, hairy Indonesians that could have inspired Tolkien, I am instead watching The 400 Blows. I have no problem with French New Wave or children drinking alcohol but watching a heavy movie in French about Parisian urchins who enjoy small time crime is not exactly the stuff that stimulates me while I am writing about The Bionic Woman (NBC at 9 p.m if you care, which you might because it's really not such a bad show).
It is excellent, too, that I started to watch more tv and become slightly attached to certain shows right before this big WGA strike. I have a gift, and that gift is timing.
I don't hate tv, I just never really liked it enough to make time to watch it. The day seems so much shorter now that I have to spend so much time watching television. I have about four books I haven't finished and there's a whole jar of peanut butter in the fridge that I haven't eaten with a spoon while listening to podcasts. Everything's going to shit.
Although we have some fancy kind of cable, this job is making it painfully obvious that we do not have the fanciest kind of cable, the kind of cable that allows me access to Science TV HD to watch "The Mystery of the Human Hobbit." I also miss out on "Sunken Warships" and anything on HBO or Showtime. That means that at 12:30 on a Wednesday night, when I want to be learning about a race of tiny, hairy Indonesians that could have inspired Tolkien, I am instead watching The 400 Blows. I have no problem with French New Wave or children drinking alcohol but watching a heavy movie in French about Parisian urchins who enjoy small time crime is not exactly the stuff that stimulates me while I am writing about The Bionic Woman (NBC at 9 p.m if you care, which you might because it's really not such a bad show).
It is excellent, too, that I started to watch more tv and become slightly attached to certain shows right before this big WGA strike. I have a gift, and that gift is timing.