Netflix Makes Me Sad

The cat watches me brush my teeth kind of always. Cute/creepy?

As of two days ago, I have internet access. I was joking to my roommate that this meant that we’d basically quit talking to each other, now that we had the internet to occupy our time.

We spent the rest of the weekend in near-silence. Bless our poor self-control, every one.

I managed to use the free time to watch a British TV series that Netflix recommended to me in the “You Seem to Like Accents, Nerd” category. ┬áIn true UK fashion, the first season included a marriage dissolving, two affairs, and a main character choking to death on his own vomit. The season was six episodes long. The show is nominally about a book club.

No one does depressing quite like minor British TV shows. Continue reading