"TV rots your brain" - grumpy old lady in 'Don't Tell Mom The Babysitter's Dead'

A particular moment of clarity came today when it suddenly dawned on me how much television I watched yesterday. I had one of those shitty-can't be assed doing anything-stay in your pj's all day- kind of days. And today I recalled that I had watched television from 4.30pm (Bold and The Beautiful - this isn't regular viewing, believe me) until around 2am (Big Brother Uplate - ditto. You know you are having motivational issues when you watch this programme). As I type this, I see how shocking and above all sad this may look. I took breaks, of course, to have a bath and make cups of tea, but for some reason I had an absolute television marathon. I suspect that the reason I unconsciously did this was probably due to the fact that the semester is about to start (this Monday, to be precise).  Knowing this has somehow kickstarted my brain into slacker mode. Which is why, tonight, I have deliberately left the tv alone and instead taken up the task of organising my desk, and sorting all of the jumbled journal articles I've printed out over time into neat, sorted manilla folders. One is entitled 'General Honours info', another 'Femme/Butch', and another 'Queer visibility in pop. culture'. I figure there will be many more manilla folders and many more swanky titles to come, but these are a pretty good start I think.

And I've pledged to myself that I will do my stationery shopping for the semester at officewords tomorrow, breathing in the clean crisp smell of ink cartridges, unused reams of Reflex A4 and unlimited colour combinations of post-it note cubes. (I'm a stationery junkie - what a confession to make!) There is something about officeworks that makes me feel clean and crisp. It gives me hope that I can fill that unused paper with meaningful combinations of words and sentences, forming an award-winning thesis.

Today's post makes me sound like a big nerd. I'm okay with that.

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