Insomnia say what?
It's 3:20am. I have watched... um, something like nine episodes of Lost season 1 today, and I did not get dressed after my bath. I've kind of just lounged about in a sarong with my hair in Pollyanna braids all day. You know the life-crisis drill-- eat, cry, tv, cry, tv, eat chocolate, tv, whimper, rinse, repeat.
Which... by the way, Lost can be summed up thusly...
Jack needs a cookie, a hug, and a nap; Sawyer is a big bad emo who always seems to have whatever anyone is looking for and will always be insolent and refuse to just give it over (this plot point was very tiring); Kate is a master of the "I'm soooooo deep" thousand-yard stare; Locke is really creepy; I want to hump Sayid; Boone is kinda useless, but very pretty; Shannon is just irritating and should die; I keep thinking that Gavin the evil lawyer from Angel should just suck it up and learn English; Sun is pretty cool; I love Hurley so much; Claire is grating, but also very pretty; WAAAAAAAAAAALT; Mercutio was prettier in drag, and if he threatened one more person to stay away from either him or his kid, I was gonna barf; OMG worst CGI polarbear evar; and Charlie's a bucket 'o boring unless he's holding Claire's kid. I just finished the first episode after she has the baby, and Hurley, Charley, and Sawyer all trying to pacify "turnip-head" was the cutest ever. Three more episodes to go, and I'm finished season 1.
There were bright spots. I got a birthday letter from
zenmaster with copied discs of Blackadder & Red Dwarf-- neither of which I've seen, but both of which are much appreciated in light of how quickly I'm burning through Lost. Thank you, Jeff.
Despite generally not being a phone person, I also talked totamnonlinear, madmoisellestar, and 17flyingfish (all the way from Germany!), who all listened to me hyperventilate in varying degrees, for which I love them very much.
I need to go to sleep. The only thing is that I'm not really tired. I think it's nerves. I had stress nightmares all last night, and I'm not eager to repeat the experience. I've tried to sleep for a half hour already, and only managed to toss and turn. Maybe I should put another episode on-- for some reason, I like to fall asleep in front of the tv. It's like a guilty pleasure.
Which... by the way, Lost can be summed up thusly...
Jack needs a cookie, a hug, and a nap; Sawyer is a big bad emo who always seems to have whatever anyone is looking for and will always be insolent and refuse to just give it over (this plot point was very tiring); Kate is a master of the "I'm soooooo deep" thousand-yard stare; Locke is really creepy; I want to hump Sayid; Boone is kinda useless, but very pretty; Shannon is just irritating and should die; I keep thinking that Gavin the evil lawyer from Angel should just suck it up and learn English; Sun is pretty cool; I love Hurley so much; Claire is grating, but also very pretty; WAAAAAAAAAAALT; Mercutio was prettier in drag, and if he threatened one more person to stay away from either him or his kid, I was gonna barf; OMG worst CGI polarbear evar; and Charlie's a bucket 'o boring unless he's holding Claire's kid. I just finished the first episode after she has the baby, and Hurley, Charley, and Sawyer all trying to pacify "turnip-head" was the cutest ever. Three more episodes to go, and I'm finished season 1.
There were bright spots. I got a birthday letter from
zenmaster with copied discs of Blackadder & Red Dwarf-- neither of which I've seen, but both of which are much appreciated in light of how quickly I'm burning through Lost. Thank you, Jeff.Despite generally not being a phone person, I also talked to
tamnonlinear, madmoisellestar, and 17flyingfish (all the way from Germany!), who all listened to me hyperventilate in varying degrees, for which I love them very much.I need to go to sleep. The only thing is that I'm not really tired. I think it's nerves. I had stress nightmares all last night, and I'm not eager to repeat the experience. I've tried to sleep for a half hour already, and only managed to toss and turn. Maybe I should put another episode on-- for some reason, I like to fall asleep in front of the tv. It's like a guilty pleasure.