I've been living here for a coupla months now, I think. I've been bad at keeping track of time ever since I stopped watching television. Now there's a conspiracy theory: television isn't merely there to engineer our thoughts, needs and wants, but to program us to live by a schedule, since we don't live by the rising and the setting of the sun anymore. The waking/sleeping cycle used to be caused by twilight, now it's caused by that glowy-blue light you get from a television screen. Where was I? I've been living here for a few months now and I've finally got my posters up. Some of them. I have a poster for Taxi Driver up beside my computer. There's some others from poetry readings I performed at that I haven't put up yet.