Well, friends, tv show obsession has once again reared its ugly head in my life. After spending ten days or so with my family and being exposed to countless NCIS reruns in completely random order, I decided that I could just start watching reruns on various networks and basically see the whole show without having to procure the DVDs. So I've been DVRing eps for the past couple of weeks. I finally remembered to start watching them on Wednesday, and this weekend, when I didn't have anything particular planned, I went a bit crazy. I now have a spreadsheet with all the episodes listed in order, with color-coding to represent what I've watched, what's on the DVR already, and what is scheduled to tape soon. Since Jess is out of town, I spent my weekend with Gibbs, Tony, McGee, Ziva, Ducky, and Abby (and a few episodes with Kate too, but that hurts too much to talk about). It's consuming my life in a completely unhealthy way, and I'm pretty sure the only reason I was able to manage getting to work today was because I basically watched every episode I had recorded (with the exception of a couple I'm saving until after the preceding eps record on Wednesday). [I also knitted a lot, but I don't have much to show for it yet. Maybe I'll take some pictures tonight.]
Never let it be said, that I hide my flaws from my adoring public. I fully acknowledge how lame I am, but I gotta be me.
Don't tell, but I think I love McGee best of all.
And if you haven't already purchased my Christmas present, may I make a suggestion?