Format the following passage properly, for storytelling purposes.

Changing into one of my green T-shirts, with an expansive hole for where the neck goes--you would almost think it was custom-made for Godzilla--I sit down to do some more writing. Just milliseconds after my posterior has made contact with the black chair, I realize that I'm still wearing my gray work pants. And yet, I feel no impetus to change into shorts. I can't put my finger on exactly what it is, but there is something about all of this that is perfectly satisfactory for my state of mind. I've just received a visit from a dear friend who is one of the most important people here at JARC; she let me know that the 'cable guys' will be coming tomorrow to get television services hooked up in my room. I am already feeling the urge to start moving things around, but will restrain myself long enough to get this piece done. For the moment, I'm continuing to use one of the two Dell CRT monitors that I was able to bring with me. While it does have some cracks in the exterior, the internal components continue to function flawlessly more than twenty years after it was manufactured. I haven't seen sparks shoot out of it, or anything else that could potentially pose a health risk or make it a safety hazard. There is no temptation to touch the parts inside; the exterior cracks are not wide enough for any of my fingers to reach in. My friend Evelyn wants me to get rid of it, which begs the question: if I do part with this monitor, and the other one stops working, then how long will it be before I have access to a replacement? Would I be able to invest part of my 'commissary' into acquiring another CRT monitor? Then again, if I can get a monitor for free, and it just so happens to be compatible with the VGA port that my desktop uses, it wouldn't matter to me if it were a CRT or not. Perhaps it wouldn't be such a bad idea to part with this monitor, but if it is all right with Evelyn, I'd rather wait and see how long I can keep it going. Unless there is an interest in lower electric bills per month...then again I doubt we would save that much with an LCD monitor. The difference couldn't be that pronounced. Most of the items I brought with me are still in the closet, waiting to be explored. I'd like to keep them all, as I tried to bring only that which could be useful to me going forward, but did make room for a few extra 'goodies' as well. One thing is for sure: I will have to go through the bins I brought with me, to see if I can find a suitable power plug for the TV and test it out with my Fire Stick, provided I can get that hooked up. After giving it some thought, my brain hatched an idea. There are two smaller dressers in my room, and one big one. I'm not sure I have a power plug that extends far enough from the top of the big dresser to connect to a power strip on the floor. I'm almost certain that the Fire Stick wouldn't go that far. My current plan is to take the two smaller dressers and put them next to the big dresser, in a 'daisy chain' configuration. By placing the TV on a smaller dresser, it increases the odds of a power plug being able to go from the TV to a power strip. By combining the smaller dressers together, you increase the amount of room you have to work with, much as Taito's developers were able to design hardware that could transmit game data to multiple monitors, to allow for widescreen environments decades before high-definition gaming became commonplace, using it to beautiful effect in games like "Darius", "The Ninja Warriors", and "Warrior Blade". (Perhaps that's not the best analogy, but as I tend to have Taito on the brain a lot, it's the first one that came to mind.) Taking a look at the back and sides of the TV--a Samsung LN32C450 manufactured in December 2010, which as of the last time I turned it on was still kicking--it seems to be well-featured for something of its vintage. There are three HDMI ports (one more than I thought it had), a VGA port (meaning that in an emergency it could actually be used as a monitor, though I'd only use it as a last resort), and a USB port among other features. I am not sure how the TV actually interfaces with that port; I may have to see if I can find a PDF of the manual online, but I'm not willing to risk my main flash drive getting its contents vaporized to find out. Sadly, there are no RCA (red/white/yellow composite) jacks, but there are two sets of red/blue/green component ones. There is an antenna in in the back, which may come in handy for picking up over-the-air stations using a digital tuner, though it may not be necessary if the 'cable guys' can get the DirecTV and Xfinity boxes both hooked up. I've been encouraged and invited to visit the JARC library next week, to take a look at not just their books but their VHS and DVD offerings. Unfortunately, I had to explain that in determining what to bring and what to part ways with in advance of my move, I made a decision to part ways with all of my VCRs and DVD players (though technically, the computers I brought with me, including the one I'm using to type this piece, are capable of DVD playback). I could not help but wonder what had become of the electronics that were left over at the house. I hope they were able to help someone, that they didn't just end up in a landfill. Suspecting there is no possibility of recovering any of those electronics, I shed a few tears in my room. It was embarrassing in a sense, as Evelyn had informed my friend of my interest in videocassettes; I parted with a large number of tapes not too long ago. Though CRTs and VCRs are considered by most as being 'dead' technologies, that's not how I perceive them. To me, even if they are no longer manufactured, they are very much alive as long as there are people out there who find them interesting, or even useful. My CRT monitors are still being used for their intended purpose. Until very recently, I was still using the VHS side of a VCR/DVD combo player with one of my old CRT TVs. Sadly, all of those things are gone now, and knowing that fact makes me even more grateful to have held onto the monitors. We may eventually get to a point where there are no more CRTs anywhere in the world, functional or otherwise...no more machines to play cassettes, functional or otherwise. Maybe that day is destined to come. Maybe it will come in my lifetime. And if it does, let it be. Life goes on. Nothing gold can stay. It is okay to shed tears of sadness over what we have lost, but we should also be able to shed joyful tears at the thought of all that we still have, and the hope of what is to come. Things do not really matter. People matter.