D to the C

On my way, soon....

DirecTV Accounting is SO FOOKed

After settling the mystery charges from the last two months ($188), I called to cancel my account this morning. I didn't want to make the task too complex last week when I wanted to get credit for charges AND cancel... I was afraid the agent might also be chewing gum.

Lo and behold, when I asked if my account balance was zero, I was told that I have a credit in the amount of $83.

Huh?

Well, doing the math in my head and calculating the times when I simply capitulated and paid strange balance accounts to avoid having to threaten a "specialist" with sending a letter to the Better Business Bureau... it kinda works out that I get some dough back and get compensated for the pain in the ass that they've caused me for the last seven months.

Hinting About Marriage?

Are you one of those ladies that hints about marriage to your man?
(Glamour)

Well, QUIT IT!

BBB says: Stop playing games--stop hinting--and just talk about it. We men have a hard enough time trying to figure you ladies out, so just talk to us. Though we might not always be good at talking, simply tell us that the alternative is the aforementioned game... that'll get our attention.

What's your favorite date movie?
(Glamour)

An Officer and a Gentleman!

BBB says: Richard Gere, after having struggled to be loved his entire life, considers himself a loner, but in the biggest struggle of his life, he finds himself and his true love.

"YOU GO, PAULA!"

TV: Gov't Tool to Keep You Sane

I suppose the real question... since I'm without television service, by choice, am I slowly going crazy?

Is it the brain-dead act of watching TV what maintains the population's sanity?

Turn it off for a month (sorry @tessk) and see what happens. I guarantee that once you get past the fix, the boredom of not knowing what the hell you're supposed to do with yourself, then you'll find a place where you think.

Glory. Glory. Think-a-loo-yah.

Maybe you read a book.
Maybe you draw a picture.
Maybe you call your Mom and say hi.
Maybe you write a poem (or a lengthy book).
Maybe you clean the house.
Maybe you're baking a cake and stumble on the cure for cancer.

I dunno what you will do, but whatever it is, you'll be better off than watching the tube.

On the other hand, maybe you'll spy on the neighbors to figure out when you can steal their new Wii... perhaps, I should rethink this post before it starts a riot of humans who think. This is my greatest fear, that the violence that is found on TV satisfies the violent soul in us. If we didn't watch it on TV, then we might act it out in real life. I don't ever feel that way, but it is my fear for others.

Imagine that, if we all took the time to think about the world instead of watching it unfold on TV. Imagine it. As Americans, we are innovators, there is no such thing as perfection. Part of our motivation comes from guilt, so start feeling guilty about watching 3 hours of television every night. Feel guilty because you're killing your brain and training it to sleep while you're awake. Silly rabbits.

Imagine it, if you can. You might have to turn off the TV first, though.

WAKE UP Post: Anti-human

Go away you's that are sick, you's that are tired, you's that are poor...

I'm in my anti-human phase--tired of this planet and ready for a new one--which comes about once in awhile when I really have to focus on something important. I don't fully focus on myself very often, but this book that I've been writing has been consuming. The more I write, the more I realize what I'm trying to say.

It's a drug, this writing stuff. Gimme mo!'

This focus-on-myself phase often manifests itself in the real world as an I-don't-give-a-flying-fook attitude. And, come on, we all know that's exactly what it is.

I need a haircut, but why? Let it grow. Let yourself flow. Slow & lo.
I need to shave, but why? Grizzle my chinizzle.
I need to air out the boy-smell in my condo, but why? It's my cave.

I read. I write. I watch. I welcome the insanity of the task.