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Damn Stupid Cliffhangers

February 3, 2007 4:17 AM

he last few days have been pretty quiet. I felt pretty bad for a few days, as if I was getting sick. I still might be, I'm not feeling 100% yet. I've been almost nonstop busy, although, somehow, I'm about a hundred pages behind in classes already. I got home at about ten o'clock last night and, though I had previously said I was going to bar review, didn't. In fact, I went to bed at around eleven. And then I slept until about one o'clock this afternoon. It was awesome.

I went into the office for a while today and did some work, but I got that wrapped up pretty quickly and came back home. Once I got back, I popped in the last DVD of the first season of Lost. I was expecting a pretty good cliffhanger. And what I got was . . . well, let me explain it through this conversation with Ryan, who got here for poker just as the last episode of the season was ending. Spoilers ahead:

Me: I swear to god, if they end this thing with a shot from the hatch's point of view, looking up at Jack and John with confused looks on their faces, I'm going to be pissed.
Ryan: Hmm. Well, prepare to get pissed.
[TV shows an explosion, the hatch is open. Jack and John lean in to see what's in the hatch. We get a shot from the hatch's point of view, looking up at Jack and John, with cofused looks on their faces. The camera pulls back and shows that the hatch opens onto a big pit. Fade to black. End of season.]
Me: Goddamnit! God-fucking-damnit!

I swear, if I had been watching that on TV, I would have been pissed. Seriously, they made people wait four months to see what was in the goddamned hatch? Goddamnit!

In any event, the show's pretty good.

Tomorrow looks to be full of work, which is fine because there's a lot of it to be done. Maybe a movie in the afternoon. And it's going to be cold. It's one degree right now, and I don't think it got above five today. I think the same thing's gonna happen tomorrow.

Ever since listening to it over at Maggie's blog, I've been obsessed with "Samson" by Regina Spektor. It's fucking heart breaking. Check it out.

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