Anticipation built up in me yesterday, and i should not have let it. I was getting my new tv fitted and couldn't wait to watch a Blu - Ray or a classic Dvd. The guy fitting it came a little late but never mind, we carefully took the boxed tv upstairs and he put the first part of the wall mount up first, then my shelving for my Blu - Ray and Dvd player.........What to watch when it's fitted i thought, The Assassination of Jesse James or Heat? Tough decision, decide later (Ha!). So there's me literally headbutting the ceiling with what seems to be excitement while he slides the tv onto the wall mount and we're finally pleased to get it up there, i stick the QED HDMI-P cable in the back of the tv as well as in the rear of the Panny BD - 55. I start to do a little tidying up what with all the dust from the drilling and sort the cardboard boxes and what not when the tv fella say's "what's that", "what's what" i said, "these three cracks in behind the tv screen", "for the Love of God i thought, it's typical for me is this, my middle name should be fate". There's three massive cracks actually behind the screen (i'm guessing where the plasma is) one near enough straight down, two diagonal. Many, many weeks of looking for a tv not to mention deciding which one to get, Jesus himself can only tell me how many weeks i've been planning my little HD Home (bedroom, ha!) and for another event in my life fate has struck me once more. I've lost all anticipation, thank God, and i'm just filled with doubt and never-ending paranoia, i even think i'm jinxed and will never see the true picture of my replacement. (i hope i get one) Life, it's so dramatic
Thanks, it's been emotional. Rorschach.
PS. I bought my set off Amazon.
Thanks, it's been emotional. Rorschach.
PS. I bought my set off Amazon.