I have to stop watching

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I have to stop watching these soap-opera-type shows in the evening. Last night, I watched Kingpin, the last part of Everwood, Smallville, and was going to watch the season finale of Birds of Prey (two full hours!), but there was a basketball game on (very disappointing!). So, I will have to wait until Saturday night to see it (my life is hell). Ever since I got a ReplayTV, it records all these shows and it's hell trying to keep up with it since it's constantly recording these shows it thinks I must see.

Anyway, all night long I had dreams of Smallville (frightening). I made my own show. It was a combination of plots from other Smallville episodes, along with what is current in the headlines today. Basically, it starts out with a terrorist attack on Smallville. I just happen to live in Smallville. I'm leaving school (another sign I'm watching too many of these programs, between Smallville, Buffy, and Dawson's Creek - someday I will grow up...), and a car explodes from a car bomb. The car is blown to smithereens, but of course in my dream, the driver walks away shaken but unharmed. I cry and say, "why does it have to be this way?". I go home only to read on the news that Smallville has been targeted for a nuclear attack (I'm sure this came from this story that I read yesterday about our government trying to develop smaller nukes with less destruction)! I think "OH MY GOD, I HAVE TO TELL EVERYONE!". I leave home and on my way over to the Kent Farm (where Clark lives), a bomb hits. I go into this barn. It of course collapses from the shock wave and I'm trapped under a bunch of debris. I cry out for help but the only one who can hear me with his super hearing is Clark Kent. He comes to my rescue faster than a speeding bullet. When he gets there, somehow the barn is back up again and the door had a padlock on it. He starts to break the lock and looks down at his hands only to find that they are being burned from the radiation from the bomb (lucky I was protected by the wooden barn huh?!?). He heals quickly, breaks the lock, and carries me away to safety. He takes me to a place where the butterflies are flying, the birds are singing, and there's a waterfall of at least a thousand feet falling from where we are. I said "Oh Clark!", and gave him a big kiss (wreaks of Harlequin novel). He said "I have to go save the rest of the town". So, he left and I stayed there at the waterfall thinking how serene and calm it was. How alluring it would be to wade through it (hey, it's a dream - just go with it!), but how dangerous it would be since you could be swept off your feet and go down that falls. Well, of course I had to do just that, being that it was a dream and all. I started wading and did fall and was fighting the water. At this point I thought, "I should have stayed back in nuclear wasteland". I fall over the falls and I'm sure that I will die when I hit the bottom. But then I remember, "oh yeah, this is a dream". Just before I hit the bottom, Clark magically appears to save the day! All is well in the little town of Smallville. I return home only to find that everyone has rebuilt and we now have an anti-missile defense system built all around our little town. All is well once again in our little haven. Ok... you can throw up now!

Time to hit the shower and get to work. Have a nice day everyone!

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This page contains a single entry by Bill published on February 20, 2003 5:59 AM.

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