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I used to pride myself on not watching TV. I enjoyed my smug sense of superiority when I was able to tell friends, no, I have not seen the newest episode of Glee, is that some reality show? I really thought I was so above it. But, of course, I have my vie- the internet. While my friends lay out in front of the boob tube, I look up anything, and everything, on the web. And recently I discovered Hulu. Yes, there is a part of the site to which you have to subscribe, but the rest of it’s free, and let me tell you- that’s where the good stuff’s at. I may not be able to watch the most recent episode of Grey’s Anatomy, but you bet I have almost caught up with all 9 seasons of Seinfeld. So now, when my friends ask if I’ve seen the latest episode of One Tree Hill, I still smugly answer no. But inside, I know if they had asked me what Buffy the Vampire was up to in Sunnydale, I’d embarrassingly have the answer out before they could even finish the question. Hulu has thoroughly compromised me.
Man, was that heavy. There are 15 year old orphans out there with no feet saving the world! I have both of mine, but I haven’t even left the couch today. One kid, who was already dying of cancer, cheered up the town bully because “everyone needed a friend.” Wow…I haven’t even spoken to a human face to face in over three days. Something had to be done. So yes, I finally left my self-imposed enclave and re-joined society. I haven’t saved the world yet, but if I do, you bet that I’ll be sending my story into Chicken Soup for the Lazy: Part II.
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I am going to just come right out and say it: I am a lazy person. If you leave me in a room with a computer, tv, and some snacks, you may not see me until the next millennium. Why should I leave, when I’ve got everything I need right here? But unfortunately, my hermit cave was compromised. Under the guise of slipping me a new read, a thoughtful friend left me her copy of Chicken Soup for the Soul.
As most people have already figured out by now, a dog is a very enjoyable companion to have around, but what happens when spot gets sick? Most people who own dogs agree that they are all too eager to get in the car (sometimes in the driver seat on the highway) and it after a nearly fatal accident on the way to the vet that you decide you need a dog carrier. You go to your local pet store and find the section where they keep the leather dog carriers, and wonder why they all have to look like a prison. The first thing you need to take into account is the weight of the dog and the size of the carrier, a dog should have ample room to turn around in the carrier, also a front loader is going to be your best friend in the times to come.
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