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September 22, 2005

Well ... they're still LOST. And so am I.

In a few minutes, I'm going to reveal ACTUAL PLOT POINTS from last night's episode of LOST, and as I am deeply sensitive to those people who will send me EVIL HATE MAIL about revealing the plot, because these hate-mailers TIVOd it and did not watch it like EVERYONE ELSE on the planet, I will now provide them with time and plenty of warning to go away and come back later.

La la la. Cat pictures.



Now that they've gone (they = those crazy people who can delay gratification and watch TV at their leisure instead of being a slave to it like me), can someone please tell me why SOME GUY with a shag haircut and POOR TASTE IN MUSIC is living underground with a record player and industrial-modern furniture and a computer from like 1989 and he's INJECTING SOMETHING and has a blender and Kate, hi! Newsflash! When a creepy baldheaded guy offers to lower you down into a spooky dark tunnel? On an island? Where there are scary things happening? SAY NO THANK YOU.

Oh, and another tip: Shannon! When you're tired and hungry and lost on a big jungle island that contains polar bears and maybe ghosts? RESIST THE URGE to run out into said jungle at night, alone, looking for a dog who is smarter than you and WILL COME BACK eventually, because everyone knows the cardinal rule of TV is DO NOT KILL THE DOG.

And Walt? With the creepy voice? WHAT DID HE SAY ya'll? Tell me! Please for the love of all that is good and kind tell me what he said. Please?

And Sayid? You're doing a good job, man, you're still hot, and that's what's important.

And me? Totally addicted to this TV show, so much that last night the phone rang DURING LOST, no, I am not kidding and yes, I know I have Tivo, but the phone rang and I picked it up and said I DON'T KNOW WHO YOU ARE BUT KATE IS ABOUT TO GO INTO THE HATCH CALLBACKLATER BYE!

P.S. My parents are going to read this and think their daughter has turned into one of those sad girls who dresses her cats up in costumes and thinks people on the teevee are real life friends, and these friends are EXCITING and it's totally normal to talk about them to STRANGERS.

P.P.S. But let me assure you, I would never dress my cats in costumes. Geez!

Posted by laurie at September 22, 2005 7:07 AM