admit it. You've missed me

So I bet y'all are wondering where I've been all week.

No? Oh.

So maybe you're wondering why I keep talking like an American? Thought so.

Well it's probably because...

Wait. I'm not doing this. Not here. Not now. So let's talk about.. 24. That's where I've been. Since I last talked to you (I think, as I said before I'm losing track of days at a rate of knots) I have watched all of Season 2.

Now... This was a mistake. I thought I was watching Season 1, which would have been ok since I have already watched this 3 years ago. So I wouldn't be as easily addicted - although this may well not be the case but don't tell El. But it turned out within about a minute of starting that it was Season 2. Don't ask how it was possible that I was able to confuse which series I was watching, because I'm not going to tell you.

It also turned out that 1 minute was exactly how long it took for me to get addicted. I'm not sure they should be allowed to make television that can hook me in that quick. What makes it worse is that they ended that series on a cliffhanger. So now I jolly well have to watch Season 3. Curses. I swore I wouldn't get into this.

At least I'm immune to Big Brother. I loathe that program.

As an aside - although this is around a million times more important and exciting - I'm off to pick up the G-Monster tomorrow morning. Good good times. Y'better belie' dat!

Ding ding. Round over.

Toby of One.

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