I know it’s been close to a full month said I said anything at all, let alone anything of substance, in this here space. The truth is that I’ve been so much enjoying being out of school and having so much free time to do completely useless yet time consuming things. Like running. Making homemade kimchi. Re-watching Veronica Mars season one. Trying out a slew of new dining establishments. Reading. Like reading BOOKS! Novels! Words! Without any pictures!
Okay the truth is that I haven’t blogged because I usually compose my posts in Google Docs and at some point the names of the documents in my file list disappeared, leaving me with just a list of dates and the item’s sharing properties. I played around with the settings and tried to figure out what happened to my goddamn document names but mostly the disappearance stymied me and I just couldn’t bring myself to do a thing about it. It turned out the name column had been adjusted so small that it hid the names and I just had to readjust the column. It took me an additional two weeks to get over that blow to my imagined intelligence levels.
So needless to say, like too much of a good thing, this unlimited, unstructured free time is starting to wear on me. It didn’t take long to realize that I needed something meaningful in my life; I need some sort of structure, some goal. I’ve been doing some research into various volunteer opportunities. Considered looking into joining some creative writing group, maybe signing up for photo development lab and actually start using my stellar film cameras. You know, something that would unleash the unused parts of my brain, stimulate the creative juices, maybe inspire me.
And then today, like a toilet made of kismet falling straight from the sky and crushing me in a pile of porcelain and shit, it hit me: someone said that there was no way anyone could watch all five seasons of Lost in time for the premier next Tuesday. And never one to let that sort of dare go by me (which, by the by, was never even spoken with a twinkle in my direction) , I decided to give it a try and see how far I could get.
It should be noted that the only reason this is even mildly interesting is that I don’t particularly like Lost as a concept and have spent the past four years or so hasslin The Boy for his dedication and constant nerdgasms over this show. I don’t care what happens in the show or what I’m missing out except where the History of Pop Culture is concerned. And mostly I’m curious to see if I can truly waste some as many hours of my life in as short and dedicated time span as possible.
I also think it’d be kinda cool to show you what it’s like to watch Lost for the first time at this stage of the hype machine, especially from someone who is going in with a lot of cynicism but willing to try to enjoy it. So I plan on commenting when I have some illuminating things to say, or when I just feel like complaining. Get the bourbon ready and let’s have some fun!
