No Cable

Christmas has come and gone. Only one holiday left and then life can resume as normal. Looking forward to it.

Had a few friends over for dinner last night as well as my parents. It was fun and the conversation was good. Very good. Made me proud that my friends are who they are. They are thinkers. And thinkers make me happy.

However, I'm hungover. Massively hungover. Lots of drinking over the last week, keeping it mostly to special occasions these days, or at least, trying to. I'm going out tonight, think I'll be sticking with iced tea. And not Long Island, just regular ol' iced tea.

When my parents got to my apartment, they sat down to rest and my dad asked me if he could turn on the TV. I had to tell him that I have no cable. He was ok with that and I had to fill him in that there's no picture on my TV. Then both my parents tried to convince me to get a converter box. I don't want one. I just want to keep the TV off except when it's time to watch movies. I don't watch TV in my downtime, I just don't want to. I don't enjoy just vegging out unless it's in front of a movie or with a good book.

I am curious why this is so hard to understand. Recently I've been called weird for it and now even my parents are trying to convince me. I'm standing my ground on this one people. If anything, I think each time someone mentions to me that I should get cable, I get a little more defiant.

Plus, right now... I can't afford a cable bill anyway so that gives me a quick excuse when pressed as to the why nots of my television situation.