I was going to write about how much I enjoyed seeing The Weepies last week until a mild illness got in the way. Then I thought about turning that post into why I can concentrate better listening to music (i.e. Weepies) while doing homework than with the TV on (which makes me totally ADD).
But then this theory got debunked today when I spent all afternoon working with the TV playing soap operas and me actually engaged. The funny thing is I'm not even into soap operas anymore and I could never sit through an episode of "All My Children." But I got drawn into it today. I got hooked when I saw a courtroom scene disrupted by some random guy who walked in. Mouths dropped left and right. Not knowing what was going on I thought, He probably came back from the dead or something.
Sure enough, I was right.
Soap operas are the only place where people come back from the dead as if it's a normal process of life.
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