I really thought I would post more often. My fiance is asleep on the couch; the dog is sleeping in her dog bed; the laundry is full of sounds, both washing and drying.

I guess life keeps getting in the way.

Seinfeld is on the television. It's funny - I'm not watching the TV, but still I have the TV on. It happens often, that we're not really watching what's on, but it's on.

My fiance, Collier, has OCD. He HAS to have the TV on. During dinner. During sex. It really doesn't matter. The TV just HAS to be on. I don't get it. It doesn't hurt anyone. The TV can be on. I don't even notice.

Now say the house were burning down. Guaranteed the TV would be on. It's possible the cause of the fire would have something to do with the television. The Fire Marshall might come in and investigate, and then tell us if we hadn't had the television running, we might have a home.

Would that change the fact that the TV would be on during his address? No. Not at all. He'd be wasting his breathe during "Two and a half Men".

It's late. I'm tired.

Enjoy tomorrow 'cause it won't come again. Ciao.