I suppose most of my life is self-indulgence, but redundant self-indulgence is an especially egregious type of excess. Wallowing in nostalgia is not something to be proud of, particularly when it prevents me from using my time for something pertinent. Perhaps that's a priggish view, but if it is I'll undoubtedly never rid myself of it while I'm sitting around watching old movies I've seen a dozen times before instead of thinking things through. Cable is the Devil.
Oh, the shame of it all!