Our 61" big screen television is sick and has been admitted to the hospital. I'm about to go into rehab myself -- I miss the damn thing somethin' awful. BooBerry started to cry when she came into the living room from daycare and saw it gone. Might be a sure sign that your kid has a bona fide addiction to "Spongebob Squarepants" and "Maggie and the Ferocious Beast" ...
Still, as I sit here in silence (well, relative silence -- Bill is playing stupid freakin' World of Warcraft on his laptop. Ain't nuttin' sexier than the sound of Orcs devouring the souls of the living.), I can't help but feel like Laura Ingalls freakin' Wilder without the television.
Almanso was kinda hot, though ...
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