I have no problem admitting to the internet world at large, that I have been watching the Gilmore Girls for nearly six hours.
I own three seasons on DVD. And nothing is on TV during the day, so I threw some of those babies in the DVD player and have been staring at the boyfriend’s oversized plasma TV for a good portion of the afternoon.
And I can’t take them out! Oh god help me, I can’t turn off the Gilmore Girls! If you’ve ever watched this show, it simulates being on speed, without you having to ingest (shoot? snort?) any speed at ALL. The dialogue is delivered at warp speed and the conversation topics switch so rapidly, I do believe if you aren’t warmed up, you could get mental whiplash watching it.
So I have sat here all day, watching the Gilmore Girls and knitting. It has been fairly perfect. I’m a loser, I’ve never denied it. I embrace it. I could be worse things, you know.
I discovered the show a few years back in the middle of the night. I dont’ remember why I was awake at like, 4 AM and it was the only non-infomercial on. It must have been the insomnia that got me hooked. But now I am. There’s no going back now.
Tomorrow is going to suck. It will be my return to work after my lovely three day weekend, plus I’ll be going through chocolate and Gilmore Girls withdrawal.
Oh, and since my life is obviously so sad (see above), I thought I’d update you all on the (sad) stash of Second Cup cards that I went recycling bin diving for. I pulled one out today and found out that they EXPIRE in five days. WTF? I was pissed. So I broke my Second Cup Saturday rule and went to get a drink there, in preparation for the hell of doing laundry. It only had $2 on it. Stupid piece of shit card. Pfffft. I mean, when coffee costs me 4 bucks, what the hell good is a $2 card?
It’s a tease! A caffeine tease!
Shoulda stayed at home. With my girls. Clearly.