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Okay, I am officially obsessed with Lost. It's pretty much the only thing I've been able to think about all day. Even when I think about it, it gives me goosebumps. Last night we watched the pilot, then the episode on ABC, then the first and second episodes on the DVD. As the last episode was coming to an end, I was whined, "This is the last episode on this disk, and we don't have any more here!!!" I did not want it to end. I sort of wish it was already off the air so I could buy up ALL the DVD sets and watch them all and not have to wait for new episodes to MAYBE come on tv (last night was supposed to be a new episode, but it was a rerun--A REALLY GOOD RERUN--but we had expected a new one). New episodes on Netflix should be forthcoming, and this weekend will be the funnest/worst weekend ever, because I am going to watch as many as possible then run out of DVDs and have to wait for more. Unless, of course, Neely has every episode EVER recorded... Plus, this weekend Matt gets back, and we're going to go out to eat...and watch Lost later.
This week has gone by fairly quickly, considering Matt has been gone. It hasn't been lonely at all, though. Either Brent or Lauren have been there every night. This weekend is also the Super Bowl. Even my avatar is excited:
Next Monday at the Dame, Son Volt is playing. I really want to see them. It is $15, and that is the only thing that sucks. To be honest, I like Son Volt enough to not care. If I have the flow, I may be there, but that is also a work night, and I won't be able to stay out late. Gah, decisions, decisions. Our new friends in Richmond, Megan and Jake, will be there too, hopefully. As a matter of fact, I may be hanging out with Megan tonight, and I'll bet she wants to watch a movie. I don't know what to take over there! I seriously doubt they'll want to watch Woody Allen, which is like, the only movies I feel like watching these days (besides episodes of SVU and Lost, and they aren't movies). Actually, that isn't true--I've been watching the shit out of Young Frankenstein (again), but that's on VHS, and I don't know if they use a VCR still... blah, sorry. This is getting boring.
This week has gone by fairly quickly, considering Matt has been gone. It hasn't been lonely at all, though. Either Brent or Lauren have been there every night. This weekend is also the Super Bowl. Even my avatar is excited:
Next Monday at the Dame, Son Volt is playing. I really want to see them. It is $15, and that is the only thing that sucks. To be honest, I like Son Volt enough to not care. If I have the flow, I may be there, but that is also a work night, and I won't be able to stay out late. Gah, decisions, decisions. Our new friends in Richmond, Megan and Jake, will be there too, hopefully. As a matter of fact, I may be hanging out with Megan tonight, and I'll bet she wants to watch a movie. I don't know what to take over there! I seriously doubt they'll want to watch Woody Allen, which is like, the only movies I feel like watching these days (besides episodes of SVU and Lost, and they aren't movies). Actually, that isn't true--I've been watching the shit out of Young Frankenstein (again), but that's on VHS, and I don't know if they use a VCR still... blah, sorry. This is getting boring.