I know so many people who pour the precious years of their lives into that stupid box. If that's what you have to live for, why do you even breathe? If you can't find something real to do, at least buy a computer and write a blog. Leave some evidence of your existence, other than a giant ass-shaped dent in a couch full of Cheeto crumbs.I agree - I seldom watch TV - if I do, it's because I don't feel well enough to do anything involving mental stimulation. Other than that, it's because my husband wants to watch, and he feels that it's more "companionable" to watch together.
Whatever. In the interests of marital harmony, I do. But, I'm generally bored by it.
My writing on this blog may be banal, but it indicates that I lived - not just existed.