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( Lost: running commentary, followed by coherent thoughts )

Everybody's changing and I don't know why

Everything I used to do before this last semester seems so stupid now. I turned on the computer today and was like, "What did I used to do all day?" I guess I have my phone to thank too. I don't have to wait until I'm home to read LJ or answer/check my mail. I guess I have fannish things to write and I haven't read fanfic regularly since January, so there's that to do. Tomorrow I'll be caught up on podcasts and then I can start on catching up on Chuck and start watching FNL, Human Target and The Mentalist and wrap up the four anime series I have waiting for me. And then I really want to finish all these games I said I'd finish last year but didn't. And I really want to get into the Bioshock and Assassin's Creed series and Heavy Rain before the new consoles come out, lol.

I'm still surprised at how okay I am that Lost is over. I expected more tears because I remember Ally McBeal's finale. I was a mess for that and that wasn't nearly what Lost was for me. I related to Ally more than my favorite Lost characters, but that's about it. I wish someone had been able to tape my freakout though. That was some hysterical RANGE OF EMOTIONS IN FIVE SECONDS crying. I imagine my dad will enjoy reminding me of that in years to come. Not that I mind. It was "good times" and well worth it because I was so paranoid/confused at that moment.

I had other things to say about how Lost really seems to have given me this determination to actually write a TV series but that seems silly now. I don't know, I'm just floating in this era of things ending all around me. It's so odd. I'm going to go back to making a Smoke Monster ringtone now.

P.S. LOL THIS SONG JUST GOT STUCK IN MY HEAD. I'VE NEVER HEARD THE LYRICS. PERFECTION.