I've been LOST all Weekend

Dead "S" gave my fiance and I, the greatest gift ever.

Every single episode of LOST on two DVD discs, except for the last episode. I always catch onto popular things last. I saw a rerun of the first episode last week, and it was totally new to me. I hadn't watched any of the other episodes throughout the entire season. Dead "S" had mentioned that he downloaded all the episodes in HD. The first episode totally hooked me. I said to "A", "Where the hell did this show come from? We've got to call "S"."

People at work continually asked me if I had seen the show. I would tell them no and that I don't watch T.V. that often except for a couple shows. They said it was really good, and that I should watch it. "Yeah, whatever, I'm sure I'll catch an episode in due time.", I'd say.

What the hell is my problem. I am enthralled by this show. "A" and I had to have the car put into the shop because the head gasket has been warped for some time and it needs to be repaired. Along with the tie rod that "A" bent went she took a digger into a curb during a snow storm. The car has been in the shop for about 5 days now, and since Friday night, we've been relegated to walking the streets of my town for prescriptions that "A" needs. To coffees we feel we need to get, to lugging 25-30 pound bags of groceries from the supermarket. It has been enjoyably liberating for both of us. Not having a car, actually comes down to, not having to do as much. A little break so to speak, from the two flames that burn at both of our ends.

So with our newly liberated weekend we decided to clean the apartment spotless, along with me sporadically studying algebra, watch Mike Tyson end his career, and diving into the 99% full season of LOST. We have watched three months of LOST in three days, and we're just about ready to hop into episode 13. We've had to force ourselves to go to bed at 2:30 a.m., knowing we were fully capable of staying up for another episode each night. This has been one of the greatest weekends of my life.

"A" and I laying together and watching wonderfully put together HD episodes of LOST. I mean, all the commercials are totally cut out. It took me a while to even figure out when one ended, and one began. I feel like I live on the island right now. Dead "S" put episodes 1-12 on one DVD, and episodes 13-3,547 on another DVD. How do you even get that many one hour episodes onto a DVD?! It's absolutely insane. "S", I love you. It's like watching a T.V. show the way it was meant to be. Totally at your fingertips, and without conglomerate influence. The greatest kicker, "S" gave us every episode except for the 2 hour season finally. It's comparable to waiting for Christmas, because I know I'm going to need to watch it at some point in time.

I'm on edge. I can't tell if it's the wind, or if I'm hearing whispers. I'm following trails by looking for bent blades of grass, and broken twigs. I must study algebra for three hours now. Then, I'm heading back into the jungle. I hope we meet again.