I can’t believe I was able to stay awake through the end of Lost. I was worried that I’d get tired half-way through and fall asleep, but the two-hour episode seemed to last about 20 minutes. (Kind of appropriate, given the subject matter.)
Anyway, I adores me some Hurley, now more than ever. I laughed out loud when he told Sayid, “Maybe if you ate more comfort food, you wouldn’t have to go around shooting people.” Yeah, what he said. And when Hurley was telling his mom what really happened, and you could see him begin to realize just how crazy it all sounded, but he kept going anyway. And his mom told him she believed him. Didn’t understand him, but believed him. That’s some damnfinegood teevee right there.
A lot happened in this episode, which is to be expected. I may have to watch it again online.
Alsotoo, because I was up so late, I’m dragging my ass this morning. I had to go get a caffeinated, carbonated beverage, and while I was in the lounge, I got a couple photos of another beautiful sunrise. Not as crazy as yesterday’s, but very pretty.
red paper boat 