Oy.

So I wasn't very bored today...even though I technically did less than I did yesterday.
I did the inevitable.
And started watching Doctor Who.
I've seen a little before, in NY on Matt's computer.
But only random parts, I honestly don't think I saw every last second of any of the episodes we watched.
Yeah.
Started today while baking some cookies.
With the Rose episode.
Made it through the Third World War episode.
The end of the first two-parter with the aliens crashing into Big Ben.
That's five episodes, forty five minutes each.
Sci-fi...normally I don't care for anything sci-fi...fantasy, yeah, but normally not sci-fi.
My mom just kind of shook her head at me in a bemused way while I avidly stared into my computer screen while the cookies were baking and the world was being consumed by the sun (second episode).
I...smell the beginnings of what I'm sure will turn into a deep addiction.
I haven't even gotten to the episodes with David Tennant yet.
I'm pretty excited for that... =]
(if you don't know him, Google image search him or something. Trust me, as long as you're female the view will be lovely. Oh. He's Barty Crouch in GOF (as Sarah pointed out to me...).)
I want to watch another.
I just marathoned *three* and I want to watch MORE...wow...
I don't think I managed three episodes of House in a row from that website.
I mean one after the other, maybe two seconds between each.
The other two I saw earlier in the day.
And I've got the theme song stuck in my head =]
*sigh*
Sarah.
(And Rachel V, but I don't think she reads this...)
I blame this on you. For sparking my curiosity.
But it's a good blame that will be the cause of one massive hug attack come September.
This is, indeed, the start of yet another addiction...
That will more than likely end up in the ranks of LOTR and Harry Potter and all other things I am addicted to.
I need to sleep.
But I just want to watch one more...