brought on entirely by computer withdrawl!
I've probably said it before, but I don't get it when people buy a DVD set of a show and watch the whole thing in two days. I understand that yes, what glorious entertainment it would be, but I couldn't just sit down and watch a whole weekend of episodes, because you have to spread them out so you can look forward to them and expect them and anticipate them.
Part of the reason I enjoy television is that it's comforting, and I find solace in it, like others might find in an old blanket or a Bible. I can watch an episode of something, greeted with familiar characters and delightful new stories. For me it's hard to do this with a book--because I have trouble visualizing things--and my favourite type of narrative is that of a thousand small stories whirling together to make a wonderful long tale.
With Sports Night I was just starting to get my grip on it again, swaying in time with the rhythm of the show, and it's gone. And I know there's more--for God's sake, I can see the DVD cases on my shelf--but I can't access it right now, and I certainly can't access it on the twice-per-week schedule I've been adhering to.
So I'm stuck with reading fic, of anything familiar, any fandom, and as we all know it's an enormous time-suck. And, as we all know, it's not the same as the original.
Because I can go anywhere and watch Pretender or Homicide or Veronica Mars or The Wire, (hell, I watched three episodes of Gideon's Crossing while I was in Kenya) and see all these people I know too damned well, and pass the time with them.
I mean, I miss my friends, but now I miss my other friends, and not being able to hear or see anybody makes me sad.
Part of the reason I enjoy television is that it's comforting, and I find solace in it, like others might find in an old blanket or a Bible. I can watch an episode of something, greeted with familiar characters and delightful new stories. For me it's hard to do this with a book--because I have trouble visualizing things--and my favourite type of narrative is that of a thousand small stories whirling together to make a wonderful long tale.
With Sports Night I was just starting to get my grip on it again, swaying in time with the rhythm of the show, and it's gone. And I know there's more--for God's sake, I can see the DVD cases on my shelf--but I can't access it right now, and I certainly can't access it on the twice-per-week schedule I've been adhering to.
So I'm stuck with reading fic, of anything familiar, any fandom, and as we all know it's an enormous time-suck. And, as we all know, it's not the same as the original.
Because I can go anywhere and watch Pretender or Homicide or Veronica Mars or The Wire, (hell, I watched three episodes of Gideon's Crossing while I was in Kenya) and see all these people I know too damned well, and pass the time with them.
I mean, I miss my friends, but now I miss my other friends, and not being able to hear or see anybody makes me sad.