Yup. Escaping from reality is one of my guilty joys. My form of escape is losing myself to a book or a DVD. Last night I was really looking forward to watching House, MD and the frigging my player won't play the disc! After several minutes of tapping the player, talking to it, cajoling it to read the DVD, I finally gave up. I went to Cheryl's apartment to watch the blasted thing on her DVD player (which worked just fine). Now every time I want to watch House, I'd have to go to her apartment. Oh well. Better than nothing.
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