I know it's been forever since I posted, but I can tell you exactly why: I have a serious, serious problem.
For the longest time, I tried denying it. I mocked others who did it and feigned ignorance about it, all the while secretly harboring a desire to indulge myself in this very wrong, very guilty pleasure. Then it came out on DVD, and still I resisted. I dare not even speak the name of this show; such is the extent of my shame.
Finally, in the name of research, I succumbed. AE had to write a script for one of her classes, and she brought home Season 1, so I thought, heck, why not? It's for research, and I'd be offering my valuable insight and thought-provoking condescension about the lowest common denominator of humanity who choose to watch this show.
That was 3 weeks ago.
On Sunday, we (yes, I pulled others into this abyss of misery and addiction, and they shall remain nameless) finished the last episode of Season 2, which for all intents and purposes catches us up to the current season, still airing on Fox. Then I found out that 1) I've already missed something like 3 episodes of the current season; 2) they're not airing any new ones until early November; and 3) I may be legally insane.
Yes, there were brief moments over the past three weeks when I came up for air (to throw a Hurricanes and "Ritas party, in which I proudly proclaimed "I'm no pants," before the proclamation became a reality. Thankfully, it occurred in private). There was the time that I got my sorry ass off the couch to eat a stuffed avocado at Trudy's. I think I may have also done some laundry. I don't know. Things got hazy after Seth and Summer broke up because Summer doesn't date "bitches on boats."
The watershed moment for me was this weekend, though, because I am actually going through some real, serious trauma in my life right now, independently of this cursed show. As I sat there on Sunday, watching the last vestiges of my dignity drain away with the rest of Season 2, I realized that maybe, just maybe, things will be okay for me. Right now, it's kind of hard to see that, because I'm going through a lot in addition to losing seeing what my friend Seth Cohen is up to, but hey, life soldiers on.
And so will I.
More posts when I recover.
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