Cable TV!!!

So...you remember a while back that i had a rather unhealthy obsession with Lost? well....i did wean myself off of that drug--but now i have something far more powerful to contend with, as far as addictions go. cable tv. its remarkable, actually--i have had it a week and already i am fully caught up on mad men and nip tuck. well, maybe that isnt the remarkable thing. thats just par for the course, i suppose. the remarkable thing is my house finally feels like a home.
how twisted is that!?!?! ive lived here since october--and it takes television to make me feel like i am finally home.

it actually is relaxing. i hate to admit it. i was raised without a tv and i never had any trouble keeping myself entertained--and this was before the internet. speaking of which, the internet certainly isnt relaxing. books certainly are--but i dont have a library card--and probably cant get one, since there is absolutely no record of me living here in philadelphia. im a squatter in this city. no name on a lease. no bills in my name. nothin. so my alternative is the bookstore. and books are really expensive. cable tv, in comparison is not. it is the cost of two books a month. books i would read in two days and then never open again.

so im cutting myself a little slack (as usual!) and allowing myself two and a half months of brain dead tv time. at the end of two and a half months, i will be shipping out to australia--not india, as i had indicated in my earlier post. i did score a second phone interview, actually--i havent responded to the email yet--i should really do that. but i decided that rural india is not where i want to be. especially after i learned that you SHARE A ROOM FOR A YEAR with another teaching fellow--and you share an apartment with three other fellows. im sorry--but im 25 years old and i have a hard enough time sharing an entire house with a roommate who is rarely home at the same time as i. i shared a room with a stranger freshman year in college--and amazingly, it worked out. and we are still dear friends. (although i do remember the maddening feeling of waking up to dear jillian's blow dryer! love you, jilly!)

but now i am older and never intend to share a room with a stranger for an extended period of time again--well, except for at the ashram in australia. that's another thing--my goal in life is to find the discipline to develop my spiritual practice--that would prove a very difficult thing in a room with another person. there would be no meditating before bed or in the morning.

so--i will commence my yogic studies in australia in june...then i will live at the ashram for three months or so, while i carry out the residential portion of the course. there it is. easy, simple, meaningful. it will be so amazing to quit my job. i cannot wait to get on a plane and go across the world by myself.