Life Goes On

So my week without Xbox comes to a close. It wasn't that big a sacrifice, as it turns out; I had plenty of fun and got some work done. But I didn't go out that much more, I didn't crave it's sweet radiated rapture and I didn't get any additionally work done - less, probably, but for unrelated reasons.

From this I can pretty much be safe in saying I'm not addicted to it, I just enjoy it. What I have done is watch a lot more films, which is worse for my mental and intellectual health I'm sure. This is not a slur on films in general, just on the ones I watched.

Apart from Starship Troopers, which is epic, and the Chinese films the others were not that fantastic. During Jennifer's Body I actually found myself wanting to turn it off because I was so uninvolved, and a couple of the others were just annoying - I almost shouted at the screen because of their lack of feasibility.

I very nearly gave up what remains of my soul by voluntarily watching Twilight, but my hand got leprosy when I touched the DVD. Taking this to be a bad sign, I didn't watch the film. The morning afterward my hand was fine.

I was also invited to see New Moon. That person may not know it yet, but we're no longer friends - it's official, I de-added on Facebook. Yeah, that shit got real...

So, moving swiftly away from silly films about adolescent vampires and desperate, necrophiliac teenage girls, I believe that Xbox is a healthy divergence away from other anti-boredom activities, like watching terrible films. So problem solved.

I also discovered that the apple juice I drink has as much sugar per hundred mill as a can of coke. Yes, I may have run out of things to do once. But at least my teeth will thank me.