Uh, people, we have
a problem an obsession. Except it’s more like *I* have an obsession. Unless you’re obsessed too and then we should start a fan club support group.
And I feel all foolish and ridiculous for this obsession, mostly because it’s only been about 48 hours and I’m totally searching for my next hit.
Dan had his yearly inventory at work on Friday night and since the World Series has sucked the life (HA!) out of my regularly scheduled programming, I turned to Netflix to cure my alone-ness. And I found this little morsel of one-part vampire, one-part teen drama goodness.
When I say I’m obsessed, I mean exactly that.
My rational mind is going “STOP THE INSANITY!” and my irrational mind is going “Fire up another episode! Who cares if it’s midnight!?”
I’ve seen 10 episodes since Friday–mostly since Saturday–so you can guess which side of my mind is winning.
When I bite onto something like this, I really sink my teeth in. (HA HA!) Like that time in college when I ripped through seasons 1 through 3 of Buffy in about two weeks.
(Huh. More vampires. I’m sensing a trend here.)
Dan called it One Twilight Hill and I punched him in the leg.
I was kind of deflecting because I’m borderline ashamed of my obsession with this show.
I can’t decide if I’m borderline ashamed because he makes fun of me for loving teen dramas and not because I’m nearly 30 and still watching teen dramas.
(I’ve had a revelation in the last 20 minutes. It’s totally because Dan makes fun of me. But HE is the one who started watching Real Housewives of Atlanta.)
It’s totally true, by the way. Teen dramas? I love them. Especially when there are vampires involved.
Know how I know this is crazy and I’m totally addicted? I cannot stop thinking about when I can watch my next episode, including but not limited to being really, really glad I have next Tuesday off thanks to a furlough day and Joshua will be at daycare because I have a dentist appointment at 9:30 that morning. While I’m waiting on the Novocaine to wear off, I can watch. And watch. And watch.
And watch I will.
Oh, Vampire Diaries, I just can’t quit you.
I’m beginning to think that I missed my calling in life and instead of being a teacher I should’ve found a way to make money watching television. Because if I could ever find a way to get paid for this? I’d be in career Heaven.