Over the past couple of days my world has undergone massive changes. I have been forced to redefine my life in radical ways. I look at my past, eyes filled with regret. How could I have been so stupid? How was I so far removed from humanity?
I am speaking, of course, about Downton Abbey. If you haven’t seen it, you’re living a woefully plebeian lifestyle. As someone who is a little late to this party, you can take it from me when I tell you there is still time. Make the change. Better your life. Watch Downton. (Season 1 on Netflix, season 2 on pbs.org.)
I’ve also become completely overtaken by Temple Run. Again, I know this isn’t exactly the newest thing in the world. I blame my tardiness as a product of the strange theatre vortex I exist in. The one problem with my Temple Run addiction is that I don’t have an iPhone. Because of this, I’m forced to borrow phones from my friends. I get a little sweaty and twitchy when I see someone nearby with an iPhone. If it’s a stranger, I have to actively control the urge not to ask if I can borrow it to play. It’s completely unhealthy, but I’m working through it.
Finally, I’m currently working through piles and piles of discounted Valentine’s Day candy. I had a psychotic break at Kmart on February 15th.
