I have decided that, at some point, when I take some time off, I'm going to watch loads of TV. I know that I say that often (I certainly think it often), but, man oh man, I'm ready.
I love my paycheck-earning work, even when I allow it to take over the rest of my life, but as frivolous as it seems, I sometimes miss zoning out to the soothing lull of the tv flicker.
As I just finished up a little bit of work, I listened to the songs from the musical episode of Grey's Anatomy and now I'm ready for a GR marathon. It's been probably two seasons since I've watched it and I know I'm not going to be happy with some of the things that have transpired since then, but, hey, I'm still bitter about George and I keep watching.
In the meantime, I'm off to read. For work. And then for notwork.
So...dear summer self, let's take some time off to be a lazy lump and indulge in some teevee. It's a date.