Oh, y’all. I’m so sad.
I am totally and completely obsessed with Veronica Mars. Obsessed, I tell you.
I hate to admit that this is a new development. I don't watch CW shows (well, I used to watch Gilmore Girls. I liked the way they talked. Every time Lorelei opened her mouth, it was like a riddle that needed solving. But then Lorelei slept with Christopher, and if I cannot have my Lorelei/Luke banter, well, I'm outta there). But VM looked halfway decent, so I got the first disc from our public library.
A week and a half later, my sister is as obsessed as I am, we've bought both the first and second seasons, and I'm two episodes away from the season two finale.This was so not the time to get a new addiction. For one thing, I'm right in the middle of exams. Not that I would do all that much studying anyways--I'm one of those people most people hate because I read what I'm supposed to read, pay attention in class, do my homework, and then don't study at all and still make As and Bs--but still. I might have done some had I not been spending every non-class, non-work waking hour ingesting this show. It's seriously sucked my soul away.
But what's much worse...season 3 is still on. As in, returned from a hiatus tonight. And I can't watch it. There's no way I'm letting myself start watching now, not with how much I've missed. And so I'll have to wait until season 3 is over -- and then comes out on DVD in order to catch up! I'm dying here!
And on top of all that...
I'm in love with Logan Echolls.