Friday, September 01, 2006
These DVD box sets of TV series are like little techie drugs. You get a fix with the first disc. And then you want to know what happens. But you know you need to sleep. But then again, you can't sleep knowing that you don't know what happens next. So you get up and insert the next disk. Now you're beyond the intro of all the characters. The plot thickens. A new conspiracy is introduced. So you stick in the next disc. Until your eyes are opened against their will and at moments you actually lose consciousness. But that doesn't stop you from playing disc after disc until you get to the season finale. Then you crave for the next season. Thinking of that cliffhanger makes you want to scream. And you don't have the next season's box set. Don't you just want to kill yourself?
I bought the three seasons box set for La Femme Nikita, this undercover-mission type series I got hooked on way back in high school. I was absolutely ecstatic when I got the DVD set. I can finally relive it! And I'd finally be able to know what ever happened to that mission when Nikita was supposed to be terminated. The show got cancelled when the network that was airing it then went through this business nosedive. I find out also that there were actually five seasons. So I'm missing the last two. Arg! I can foresee the agony.
I was so tempted to finish the entire season last night. Had to stop at around 2AM. My eyes are puffy. My head hurts. My brain is out of focus. And all the meetings today didn't help.
Tonight I watch again.
I'm such an easy addict for things, I notice.
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