the tellie

Tonight I went to one of Eikon's small groups at these two girls' flat down the road. When I got there, they had their television on. Their tellie. I could have sat on that big suede couch all day long. I haven't watched REAL television on a REAL tellie in a month! It was playing some 7th-Heaven-grade-acting British soap opera, but I didn't care - it was TV! I knew it was bad when I got excited about the commercials. Up next was the very American My Name Is Earl. The Europeans didn't find it as funny as the Americans in the room. They complained about not being able to understand Earl's accent. "Welcome to our world!"