Friday, January 25, 2008
Twenty-five hours to go.
Last night I watched the next-t0-last episode of the third season of The Wire, and I was SHOCKED that [BLANK] was [BLANKED] by [BLANK] and [BLANK], and then I was pissed because I had to go to a show instead of watching the last episode of the season because OMG WHAT'S GOING TO HAPPEN NEXT?!
I rarely get so addicted and affected by television (the only show to really blow me away like this was Big Love), but The Wire is completely masterful and as good as everyone says it is. I'm honestly trying to decide if, after viewing the fourth season (which I bet I can finish in the next week or two), it would be worth switching my cable and Internet provider to Comcast so that I can catch up on the fifth season, which is OnDemand, in time for the series finale. Because I know someone is going to ruin it for me if I don't catch it when the episode premiers.
Honestly, this is the biggest stress-inducing decision in my life right now.