youtube sucked my soul
My days are simple: I get up, usually, around 10 a.m. (later if I can help it, and earlier if I'm having a bad dream or panic attack); I hang out until 12:30 as I try to wake up fully; and then I do chores and play online or write or watch TV until 3:15, when it's time for me to leave for work.
Lately, the playing-online potion of what I call my morning is taking up more and more of my time. And it's all YouTube's fault. There are thousands upon thousands of videos out there -- some good, some middling, some awful -- just begging to be watched. I'm still navigating, and it's incredible the amount of time that takes. You can search by movie or TV show or celebrity name for clips and trailers and interviews old and new, or you can ride wave after wave of amateur videos. And for every little gem you watch, a list pops up with "related" features, so you can just click from one to the next to the next ... It's endless.
"What did you do this afternoon?" I am asked when I get home, and I have to think.
"Hm. I -- made lunch. And I wrote a blog entry. And ... I guess I played on YouTube until it was suddenly time to get ready for work."
Of course, I always mean to do the dishes and take care of housework and edit the novel that's gathering dust in my study, but no -- it seems to come down to this: "YouTube sucked my soul. Again."