I have this love/hate relationship with TV. There are times when I just love to watch it--for example, when Alias or one of the 5 million CSIs are on--BUT there are other times when I wish I had a 12 gauge shot gun to silence it FOR-EV-ER. I've been cooped up in my house for about three days straight, and I'm starting to get a little batty. I tried a trip to Target today to just get out of the house, and it was ok, but I need something bigger. I'm getting frickin' restless! I'm starting to search for my imaginary 12 gauge to blow my TV away, and I have this sudden urge to run down the street as fast as I can screaming at the top of my lungs. Good thing that I'm finally starting to feel better again--yes, I've been sick--AGAIN. I think if I get sick one more time, I'm going to take my imaginary 12 gauge and put it in my mouth. *sigh* So, in conclusion, Amber, if you don't come to Dallas this weekend, I may do some serious imaginary damage to my self.
:( Please.......help me (*in a whimpering, British orphan voice*)
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well alison, this is where you and i differ. you see, i cannot hate the television, but it is my ony means of having a relationship with all of my pretend tv boyfriends. without tv, ty pennington and i would not have the loving relationship i have cultured in my mind for so long. without tv, hugh grant and i could never pretend we are gazing at each other through the glass of the tv....him trapped on one side, and me on the other. so, please...whatever you do...never shoot my tv.
my poor dear alison. i will be there this weekend...to make you laugh while i look like an ass. i hate tv too...specifically mtv. Although..at times it makes me feel better about myself. anyway, wow..i hope you get better soon. *in old women british accent* " you dont know your own body?!" - GEt WELL!
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