I've grown attached to you throughout the years, but I think it's time to sever all ties. My head is adamantly protesting, but my heart is telling me that this is inevitable given our relationship at the present time.
I realize I hurt you when I spent all those marathon sessions in front of the computer for the past few weeks, first with the Emmys and then that movie with all the Danish. But haven't I been good to you these past few days? The new TV makes it so that I won't have to sit with my head slightly turned towards the monitor, I've taken you sightseeing (we went to, like, eight stores today, just so I could find the right cables to hook up the computer sound to the TV), I've comforted you with the warm wheat pillow thingy even though it's making me way too hot and I've been trying to make things as easy for you as possible.
But you're still hurting me. Even more than a few days ago, in fact, and you've even started turning my head against me.
I'm sorry, but we're through,
In other words, this means I've been watching tons of Eureka episodes instead of capping and making icons, like I'd planned.
I bought the TV (the ugly but better one, which turned out to not be so ugly after all), I saw the Project Runway fashion shows. Now I just gotta remember to go vote tomorrow and I'll have fulfilled my weekend obligations. Of course, it would help if I'd decided who I'm going to vote for...