Lost

I am always ashamed to admit that i actually watch television, something about being too cultured to waste time partaking of the drug of the nation. But being the lazy sloth-like stay- at-home-mum that i have become, i seem to have a lot of time on my hands.

Time which could be better spent doing something other than writing this blog, or watching two seasons of Lost back to back on dvd.

I have Horizontal Husband (Hori from now on because i'm too lazy to type the whole word) to thank for this, even though ever since we met, Hori has furiously denied any attempts by me to make him watch an episode of anything, stating quite clearly that he has no intentions EVER of watching something thats been divided into episodes and instead will watch movies, thank you very much.

I gave up after trying to make him watch an episode of 24.

Let me tell you something about Hori, it has become quite clear after 3 years of marriage that he is only mentally able to take advice/recommendations from his peers. Advice that i might have previously given him is rendered useless until someone else, ANYONE else, gives it to him. It then becomes magically useful.

So it was that Hori came home one night licking his lips and rubbing his palms over seasons 1 and 2 of Lost, recommended, of course, by a friend from the office.

Anyway...enough domestic disputing, i just wanted to confess that not only am i watching Lost, but that i have become addicted to it and... have visited the official website, eek! Even though the iraqi guy is a torturer, the pregnant woman lost all her baby bulges in 5 minutes and that bloody Kate is always wearing lipstick.

I feel like a Desperate Housewife. The things that life does to you ay? i dunno, let's av a cuppa.

Season 3 is on the way.