It snuck up on me all stealthy like
I've spent the weekend downloading and marathoning Heroes (because my flist controls my TV habits and it apparently contains a small but ardent Adrian Pasdar cult) and I've just finished watching the most recent episode, "Company Man".
And oh, no words. Haven't cried at TV in fucking long time and I sure didn't think I'd be crying because of a comic book sci fi show. Hell, I didn't think I even really gave a damn about that plotline. I was pretty much just watching for the Claude (Christopher Eccleston eee!) and the remarkably pretty main cast.
But yeah. Not so much. That's me dragged kicking and screaming and crying my eyes out into a new fandom.
Except more blather soon. When it's not midnight. Yes.
P.S. Hey LJ, what's with the trying to log me out whenever I hit Spell check? Stop that.
And oh, no words. Haven't cried at TV in fucking long time and I sure didn't think I'd be crying because of a comic book sci fi show. Hell, I didn't think I even really gave a damn about that plotline. I was pretty much just watching for the Claude (Christopher Eccleston eee!) and the remarkably pretty main cast.
But yeah. Not so much. That's me dragged kicking and screaming and crying my eyes out into a new fandom.
Except more blather soon. When it's not midnight. Yes.
P.S. Hey LJ, what's with the trying to log me out whenever I hit Spell check? Stop that.