I finally have a television in my condo. My sister and parents joined forces with my birthday and Christmas to produce a nice new idiot rectangle. It's strange and comforting to have this thing flickering at me. Today I got off work early so I came home and fell asleep on the couch with the TV on. And the thing is, I left the TV on on purpose because I wanted to fall asleep to the quiet drone of whatever in the background, like a glowing, advertising lullaby.

Unfortunately, the remote that came with the set is the wrong one, so controlling the TV is a bit difficult. I ordered a new remote online and am eagerly awaiting its arrival, when finally, after days of suffering, I'll be able to skip between channels with abandon, and adjust and readjust settings to my heart's content.

In other news, Anna told me that she started seeing some Chinese guy from school. He's a Northwestern kid and non-Christian. Fantastic. Of course, he's from Connecticut or Vermont or somewhere, so he's not around for winter break, which leads to Anna saying that she'll go to EM's NYE party if I go with her. Gah, college kids.

I said maybe because I think I'm on call the next day and I may prefer to spend the night falling asleep to pictures of fireworks above my fireplace.