Dang Punxsutawney Phil, I'm starting to think you don't even have a shadow.
It's blustery cold and yep, snow's coming again.
But I suppose this 'winter storm' comes at the perfect time: smack in the middle of my LOST addiction (yes, it has, against my will, graduated to an addiction...). It's just so much better than I could've ever imagined and I'm right in the thick of the amazing-ness.
And this weekend when I'm snowed in (yet again) I will not feel guilty about LOST marathon that I have planned; just me, Mica, and my imaginary boyfriend Jack Shephard.
After all, the more episodes I watch, the sooner I'll finish the seasons, the faster the addiction will end and I can move on to something productive, right? Is it so bad to look at it that way?
1 comment:
i hate cold. the more i think about it, the more i am amazed by all human beings that live in the cold.
:) mm i think its tough to do anything productive while watching lost.. u can't miss a second!
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