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Getting rid of my TV

I'm getting rid of my TV.

Ok, not exactly.  I'm simply trying to get it out of my way.

After weeks of consciously and unconsciously  ruminating about what to do with my apartment in order to make it a space that inspires me to do what I want to do -- read and write, do yoga, cook, sleep -- I've realized that the TV has to go.  Into a closet.  Behind some boxes.  On a shelf.

But it can't continue to take up space on the floor of my just-large-enough studio apartment.

Since I moved in more than a year ago, I've almost never turned it on.  Once or twice to play Doom.  Once or twice to watch sports.  Once or twice to watch "Check, please!"  And that's it.
The rest of the time, the TV has occupied space that I could use for a comfy reading chair, a table to throw my mail on, or a bit of carpet to do push-ups on.

It's not that "there's nothing good on TV."  On the contrary, there's plenty of good stuff, like Battlestar Galactica.  There just isn't enough good stuff on consistently enough to make me watch consistently.  Old B5 or Twin Peaks episodes are on DVD.  Since I don't have the money or the time to subscribe to cable, I usually can't watch hockey on TV anyway.

So the TV has to go.  I'm rearranging the shit in my closet to make room for it.  I'll still pull it out every now and then to kill some floating eyeballs, but all other times it'll be out of sight and out of mind.


Hey Carey!

I was thinking about you the other day, and thought I'd just pop over here to see how you're doing. It looks like you're doing well. I hope so.

Anyway, just wanted to say hi! :)

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