I've been watching you waltz all night

It took less than 24 hours for me to realize that TV is evil. Deliciously evil. Say I could be visiting with family and friends-reading James Joyce or maybe developing my fine art skills but there's a Night Court Marathon on TVLand and I can't remember what happened between Harry and Christine-although I think nothing I could be wrong and if I don't watch as much of this marathon as possible I may never know.
Course, I had to get the biggest package-since my landlady is paying half the bill and the "only channel she watches" is on the Top 7trillion package-including 15 channels of programming devoting entirely to the cultural conservation of small Iowan farm towns. The up(down)side is that I have SoapNet and now will be able to watch my stories obsessively and repeatedly. I'd actually kind of tried to avoid that-but, it was meant to be.
Have I stated recently how much I do not want to go back to school? I really really really to the power of infinity do not want to go back to school. Either it's that this summer has been so full of non-stop fun (?) or maybe I just can't believe there's any chance to ever get a job in this bad idea I chose as a field and it's hard to muster up excitement about spending the next 9 months suffering through learning a bunch of information that in no way going to do anything but maybe (big motherfuckin' maybe there too gentle reader) maybe will come in handy when I'm watching Jeopardy someday. But, in the time honored tradition of the ease of having nothing left to lose, I bet it'll be a lot easier this year since I don't really care that much. The program isn't giving me shit-so I don't give a shit for the program. (NOTE-this opinion could change based on my particular mood on any given day or determinate on phases of the moon.)
Meanwhile-in little on Nashvegas it was a weekend of visiting and stuff. My floppy hat came in handy last night and a small child tried to steal my spectacles. Crazy small children and their thievery. Certain non-present factors last night made my evening-I was very relieved to not have to deal with that and was thus just able to enjoy the show-even make a buck (literally $1---I think I deserved the whole take---wouldn't have been any take atall without me after all) drink a few bad beers and dance badly without that naseating reminder of all that. Course, I was reminded anyway, but in a manner I was more willing to put up with-friendly ribbing is acceptable as long as it remains-y'know, friendly. Also any night featuring "Cocaine Blues" is a good night in my book.
Otherwise-notice has been put in at the $s. Hopefully that notice will just be 2 weeks. Now that I know I'm getting out I'd like to get out sooner rather than later. And besides, there's the neverending happy funtimes of the semester to brace myself for (is there any kind of bracing that would actually brace me for what I'm lucky enough to be able to partake? If yes please send it my way.)
Well-have to watch more TV-I'm paying for it-I'm gonna watch it!