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Watching TV Shows

I spend way too much time watching TV.  I don't deny that.  It's probably both the caused by and the reason for why I don't have a lot of friends to do stuff with.  However, it's not like I watch TV for the sake of having nothing to do.

I watch because I enjoy the shows that I watch.  Now, a lot of them I tend to see episodes over and over again mainly because I tend to just keep my TV on TBS and watch something else on my monitor from my phone, but they are still shows I enjoy.

I also watch a lot of sports and wrestling, so that's on there too.  I've noticed thought that I actually don't pick up shows to watch until after they are done or almost done.  I didn't start watching The Office, Parks & Rec, or Breaking Bad until they were done with.

The few shows that I have watched from the start tend to be shows that rank up in my favorites of all time.  Futurama, Simpsons, and Boy Meets World are all in my top 5.

But now with things like Netflix or Amazon Prime it's easy to just start a show and watch through them without the week to week wait or waiting for the summer to end.  It makes things much nicer and a lot easier to just stop a show if you don't like it or push through because you can get through it quickly.

Fuller House was one of those shows where I just pushed through the first season even though I didn't really like it.  Then again there is Always Sunny that I marathoned through in no time and now watch on a weekly basis when a new season is on.

But I'm also still one of those people that will buy a series on DVD/Blu-ray.  I'm currently going through Castle, which I absolutely love.  I'm sure it is on Hulu, but I don't need to subscribe to another streaming service.  Especially one with commercials unless I pay more money.

Needless to say, TV is too much a part of my live.  It always has been, even when I was a kid.  Oh well, at least it gets me out of my world every now and then.

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