Thursday, July 25, 2013
Addicted
I have a problem. It's not life-threatening, and it's not that big of a deal. But it still is a problem. My problem? Well I am addicted. I am completely and totally addicted to Netflix. It's something that a lot of people suffer from, and it's a growing problem as cable becomes more and more expensive (Note, I use the word "suffer" very lightly). Currently, I am going through Merlinitis. This is a terrible disease which contains intense needs to watch The Adventures of Merlin, deep longings to be part of Camelot and an immense amount of feels for the characters/actors of the show. A show that a week or two ago, I wasn't that interested in. Then I started watching it. And it was good. I enjoyed it. So I continued to watch it. I spent my evenings cooped up in my living room devouring episode after episode, going through three seasons in two weeks. And now, having finished the third season yesterday, all I want to do is start season four. Even though I KNOW WHAT HAPPENS. I'm well versed in the legends and stories of King Arthur and Camelot, and I KNOW HOW THE STORY ENDS. No really, I do. BUT I CAN'T HELP BUT WATCH IT!! It's nerve-wrecking and I can't handle it. And yet, I can. Because I want to, because I have to see how Colin and Bradley and Angel and Katie and the knights handle what's going to come. It's stupid and insane. But I love it. So don't send help, don't stage an intervention. Don't crash my apartment to pull me away, unless you bring snacks. Then you're allowed to come.
Oh the love of Netflix is a strong one!
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