Just when I’d lost interest in the internet . . .
February 8, 2008 – 4:45 pmI’ve been having that sensation all week that the internet was letting me down. Not that I had been too see everything there was to see, but just that I’d seen or done everything that I could possibly ever be interested in. (I know, a little bit melodramatic, even for me).
I’d been having a similar sensation back in June and early July of 2005, until Kymberli finally talked me into joining Myspace. Prior to her approval, I’d though it was just another Swinger meeting space like AdultFriendFinder and Lavalife, because all my swinger friends were the only ones I knew who used it. Hehehe and then I met my husband on there.
Today, since we are still in training mode and were encouraged to "look busy, by any means possible" I was surfing Mamapop.com for snarky commentary on various hapless entertainers and misguided celebutants. And then I saw this:
Confession: I’ve been spending a lot of time on "Lost" fan sites lately. No, I’m not exactly proud of this fact or anything, but I’m owning it, people. I will no longer live in shame! I CRIED WHEN CHARLIE DIED, AND I’M NOT AFRAID TO ADMIT IT! There, I said it, and I’m not sorry.
Those of you who are similarly willing to don your pocket protectors and join me in some fairly massive "Lost" geekdom, please to meet me on the other side of this here jump…
And it led me to this lovely Blogspot blog of Lost enriched goodness. I think I may cry tears of joy now.
I am proud to say that I have been watching "Lost" since the beginning, since the first airing. And though I was able to quickly figure out the ‘mystery’ of "Desperate Housewives" by mid-season and then just as quickly lost interest in the show entirely, "Lost" has kept me hooked, loyal and always aching for more. More explainations, more flashbacks, flashforwards, more allusions and more intrigue. There is so much reading up to do there . . . so many theories and screen shots and spoilers and easter eggs . . .See that? Yeah, tears of joy.
Once again, I heart the internet. And I don’t "heart" much of anything.
