Tonight I’m celebrating my own version of Mardi Gras with a marathon of television. That’s because as of tomorrow, the TV junkie is giving up TV. No, seriously. I am actually going to avoid all forms of television for 40 some odd days. It could get ugly. Very ugly.
You may not want to attempt socialization with me after week 2. And I can’t promise I won’t punch you in the face at the first mention of next week’s finale of White Collar.
The last time I gave up TV for this long, I was a stubborn teenager trying to make a point. I am so over that phase.