I'm weak.

*sigh*
Last Monday (eight days ago) I watched the new Terminator TV show on Fox and mostly enjoyed it (see earlier posts) and was ready to watch again yesterday. On a related note I also posted earlier about me not wanting to get a DVR because all it would do is add to the pile of unwatched things I've already got.
So this Monday I got called into work because somebody was out sick. Fine, fine, I like money, so I went. About halfway through my shift I realized that I was missing this week's episode of the Terminator show. Grrrrrr.
So here it is, Tuesday evening, and I'm sitting in front of my TV trying to get used to the new remote that goes to my new DVR. As the headline says, I'm weak. All it took was one episode of one show that my internal jury is still out on and I fold like a well-oiled ironing board.
Why do I lack will power when it comes to entertainment and the enjoyment thereof? There are millions of things that I can conquer or deny myself by utilizing my will. It seems the two things I fail at the most are being prudent about movies/DVD's/TV and not stopping myself from placing any and all nearby fatty foods into my cake hole (witness the corpulent mass of my expanding belly). I guess I just like watching movies and eating while I do so. Pretty simple when I think about it. These are probably two mostly harmless vices. Better than shooting black tar heroin into my tear ducts while I'm window peeping at the old folks home, I guess.