I'm resisting the urge to plant my rear on the couch and turn on the t.v.
Why does it appeal to me so much? I believe that perhaps it is the lobotomizing effect it has on me. Mind numbing. Forget my useless cares and get lost in someone else's. Someone, preferably, who doesn't exist... so my lack of empathy, or my overabundance of it, doesn't render me clinically insane.