LOST
The beginning of the semester, the first few days before everyone gets all work-overloaded and crazy, is a really enjoyable time. I've been to three of my four classes so far, two of which have been quite good. (Early Modern Europe, so far, is boring as fuck. But we haven't had a real lecture yet, so hopefully that will improve.) I've been spending most of my free time hanging out with friends who will soon be confined to their rooms/labs/tables at the Library and watching "Lost." Becca loaned me her DVD of the first season, and it's VERY addicive. And GOOD. I've watched like 12 episodes in the past 48 hours. I think I kind of love pretty much everything about it, from the Crazy Jungle Monster to the Crazy Jungle Incest to Locke and Boone's Vaguely Homoerotic Male-Bonding Hunting Club. And SAYID. Waaaah. He is The Hotness. Even though he is obviously Indian and not Iraqi.
Hells yeah, boyyyy.
P.S. The episode where he tortured Sawyer was fuckin' awesome. And maybe there's something wrong with me for saying this, but I could totally get behind some Sayid/Sawyer hatesex. I'm not normally one for the enemy pairing crap, but I'm willing to make an exception for the sake of hotness.
Torture that looks a bit like something else (in my professional opinion, of course):
Hells yeah, boyyyy.
P.S. The episode where he tortured Sawyer was fuckin' awesome. And maybe there's something wrong with me for saying this, but I could totally get behind some Sayid/Sawyer hatesex. I'm not normally one for the enemy pairing crap, but I'm willing to make an exception for the sake of hotness.
Torture that looks a bit like something else (in my professional opinion, of course):