Now, I'm not going to lie to you and say that it was love at first sight. That would be sort of a stretch. It was more like love at first episode. The first time I saw a commercial for Lost on ABC, I scoffed. I really did. I couldn't imagine that a show could actually have any merit when it was based off of people being stranded on a deserted island. Maybe that was due to my experience in the RP world and bad run-ins with these so-called "litrate island rps", but that's hardly a good reason to discredit a perfectly good TV show. I have a bad problem with judging books by their covers, and more often than not, TV shows by their commercials.

Then one fateful night, my sister decided to rent the first two disks of the first season of Lost, well after the second season was over. The third hadn't started yet, but it was nearing time to start, and we figured that if we were going to get into this show, since we had heard good things about it, it might as well be now.

Actually, I wasn't involved in the initial "Let's Watch LOST!" party. When it happened, I was downstairs on my computer playing a videogame (probably Final Fantasy X) and unaware of what was going on in the living room right above me. The sound was up pretty loud in both rooms, but when the music of Final Fantasy reached a low, I could hear the sound of some pretty intense carnage resonating from the TV upstairs. I paused my game and walked up the stairs and laid my eyes upon the TV. There I was, staring at a bunch of crazed people running across the beach in a frenzy.

And that night, my friends, I went to bed at around four o'clock. It was amazing how easy it was to just pop the next disc in after four straight hours of LOST. When the second disk was over, I cringed in dissapointment. I knew that we would have to wait until the next night to get the third, and that seriously made me upset.

That was the beginning of my LOST obsession. Except, I couldn't really accept the fact that I had missed the first two episodes of the third season because of basketball, so I waited that entire time AND longer for it to come out on DVD. Believe me, it's much more satisfying that way.

And now that we are in the wake of Lost's rumored bittersweet ending, I can't help finding myself in a state of intense confusion. It's just this whole idea of, you know, most likely abandoning TV of all kind after the show has officially ended since nothing can really satisfy my appetite as much. It's like meth. The dopamine. My brain can't experience happy now since I've been addicted to meth - I mean LOST - so long that I don't even know what to do with myself. I even go through withdrawals when I don't have a weekly fix of LOST. My family has all of the seasons on DVD and we have marathons all the time. Sometimes I randomly watch "The Other 48 Days" because I'm just obsessed with that episode.

WHY MUST YOU TORTURE US!? WHY!? HAVE WE SINNED SO MUCH THAT WE SHOULD BE DEPRIVED OF THE ONLY THING THAT BRINGS US PLEASURE IN THE FORM OF FLICKERING IMAGES AND SOUND!?

Anyway, I'm gonna pop a blood vessel if I continue to write this post, so tell me about your favorite TV shows and how it's so ghetto how we have to wait soooo long between seasons. Or you could just tell me how much you love LOST and how it's basically better than almost every other show.

-cough-

In every way.