Take Me. Now.
I’ve got some real concerns right now, because I’m down to the final disc of season one of FOX’s hit drama The O.C. This show has been a real emotional bedrock for me over the past month or so, and I’m just not sure what I’m going to do without it. I mentioned this to McCullen last night, adding that I was going to have to find something else to watch. “Pick something good this time,” he said. Which, considering that he had just played Katamari Damacy for, like, ten hours straight seems a bit of the time-wasting-prince-of-the-cosmos calling the kettle black, where here black is trying-to-escape-the-hardships-and-emotional-trials-of-one’s-life-through-reductive-and-manipulative-network-television.
Whatever.
This is what I have been reduced to.