My first night without TV was restless and entirely unproductive. I roamed around the house, groaning about being bored, reading a few chapters of a book, flipping through my many knitting patterns, looking at my many UFOs and not doing anything. It wasn't until around 9:30 that I finally settled down to something productive.
Day 2 went much better. I called my grandparents and had a very nice conversation with them both, did my homework and then finished the book I'd started the night before.
Tomorrow is going to be interesting, as I'm done with school at 2, which gives me much more than a few short hours to occupy.