I need a life.
Or to get out of this fucking cast.
Like, now.
Anyway, the only TV I owned until sometime in 2006 was a 12" little crappy thing that I got from my cousin. I think he used to have it in his kitchen. I used it sometimes in my bedroom when I moved in with my mother after college. It was totally fine.
I moved to Hoboken in 2005. Used the roommate/boyfriend's TV in the living room. He had a spaz attack at some point, said we were spending too much time together (I don't think we had officially started dating yet, but really have no idea as to the exact timeline anymore... I try not think about it too much because although I was skinny, I was miserable) and we rearranged our apartment to make it more "separate." I was stressed out, probably clinically depressed, and bought myself a flat screen CRT TV for, like $350. I thought it would make things better. I think it did. I was in approximately $16,000 of debt at the time.
Awesome.
Fast forward a lot of time, some dating the roommate, some more misery, finally moving out. I still have the CRT TV but, for the past few months, have been considering upgrading. I found a TV on Amazon that I liked (and had researched in person) and finally got a notice that the price was low. Like, really low.
Like, so low that if I didn't buy it, I would probably regret it forever.
So, I bought it.
It was delivered today. To the apartment upstairs. I'm still on crutches (story on how that happened still to come but really, it's so incredibly lame that it's almost not worth repeating) and managed to get a 32" LCD TV downstairs and into my apartment, mainly by sliding around on my ass for awhile.
I am small but willful. (Second example: Walking with a broken fibula for 3 days before getting an x-ray. I am so tough. Grrr.)
Anyway, as soon as I got it in my apartment, I had an anxiety attack. Because, how am I going to set it up? I have a broken leg! I thought I had an HD cable box but I don't! So I'm going to lose all the movies I have saved, such stellar titles that are totally irreplaceable like "She's the Man" and "Steel Magnolias." What if the cable guy comes with my new box (heh) and sets up my TV for me and it doesn't work? Cause I bought it on the Internet? WHAT IF I DIE?
Really, that's where the thoughts eventually went. What if, because I bought this Samsung LCD TV on the Internet, I DIE?
Do we think I've spent too much time in my apartment?
Christ...
2 comments:
Well, the tv sounds awesome, though I understand the pain of losing the movies saved on your DVR. You have to go at this Lloyd Dobler-style "The rain on my car is a baptism, the new me, Ice Man, Power Lloyd." The loss will make you stronger. Oh, and about the death thing, maybe think of it this way: even though you bought a tv on the internet, you will still die, most likely for completely unrelated reasons.
do you have samsung pox?
And next time they deliver something you should not be climbing stairs to go get and carry, give me a call and I will swing down on the Light Rail.
Dummy. :-p
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