I used this past weekend in a way that I will likely be unable to continue once the semester gets heavily underway.  All weekend, I basically did two things:

I drank a lot and watched HOURS of tv. ( I also organized my calendar for the year and watched a concert, but those are minor details)

How does Monica watch TV without having her cable install yet???? (damn cable installation hours!!!!!!)

Well boys and girls, I ordered Netflix. Maybe, I’m late to this game, maybe my friends are all losers and don’t know (except L who is smarter than all of us) , or maybe we just spend so much time AT the movies that we don’t really need to watch them at home, but at any rate Netflix is all new to me.

So last week I got one of those Netflix fliers in the mail for a trial subscription. I went to their website, loved everything (it’s cheap, and I get as many movies as I can watch). I immediately signed up and will have my fave 50 movies coming to the crib in no time.

The best part about NetFlix? I can watch stuff online.

Which is what I did ALL weekend (in between drunken party fests) Me on my couch, with my computer on my lap watching my new second favorite thing.

WEEDS!!!! I love this show. I watched 2 seasons of this show over a 48 period. I am insane. And I can’t wait for Season 3 to come in the mail. I’m going to try to make it last a little longer this time, though.

And the one thing that still scares me? Scary f*cking movies. The first Netflix movie (Zodiac) came in the mail on Friday and I knew that I couldn’t watch in alone. I planned initially to save it for the next time I was in the A so that I was sure to have someone to protect me in bed. But I’m stupid so I decided to watch it with my mom on Sunday.

We didn’t start the movie until after 6 and between potty breaks and phone breaks, we didn’t finish the movie until after 9:30. And guess what? By then, it was dark and I had to drive home in the dark, go home to an empty apartment and sleep by myself. And guess what else, I was scared to death! So scared, in fact, that I slept with the kitchen and bathroom lights on, so that I could see if a serial killer was lurking in the shadows.  And I dreamed all night about folks trying to kill me.  Definitely not a good night’s sleep.