Apparently, I have decided that if Lost is ending I AM DAMN WELL GOING TO BE A CRAZY FAN FOR ONE WEEK. I've never really BEEN a full-time-crazy Lost fan, but this is falling in a great week, so I figure hey, better late than never, amirite?
On Saturday I'm going to
the Paley Center Lost Weekend. I'm trying to talk myself out of getting tickets for the
NYTimeTalks featuring Damon Lindelof and Carlton Cuse thing on Thursday, but that's working about as well as can be expected.
The really sad part here is not that I intend to get super-hardcore about Lost for one week only, but rather that I'm looking at it as methadone for this season of Survivor, which ends tomorrow.
I'm not ready to say goodbye to Sandra and Parv, you guys. :( It was hard enough the first three times.