Thursday, May 31, 2007

Full Disclosure

Well, it's killing me, but I'm going to have to come clean. In my previous post I noted that I was pleased that Lost had finished up its season before I became one of those sad, waif-like creatures desperately searching the web for some guidance, nay some inspired assistance, in navigating the strange and fearsomely fascinating layers of the Lost universe.

I lied. I apparently am neither glad that Lost has ended its season nor am I as free from obsession as I'd like to pretend.

I have just spent the last hour or so on the web reading blogs and following link after link in a futile effort to come to some understanding of Lost and where its headed. Surfing Lost sites when I should have been reading. When I should have been working on handwork. When I should have been doing the dishes. Heck, when I should have been sleeping.

But, there it is. I am a Lostaholic.

Truth can be ugly sometimes.


Q said...

Dear Mary,
I watched the last episode of Lost so I would have some idea of what people were talking about.
I understand how one can become "interested" in something! I am bird crazy.

Influencebad said...

It's okay, mom. It's amazing what one little TV program can do to a person. You should have seen Bob and I watching Battlestar Galactica. Bouncing up and down on the sofa, booing at the screen, laughing delightedly, gasping, giving each other high fives....




Actually, maybe it's better that you didn't see us.

(Finally posted something new in my blog, btw!)