TV ate my life

I'm watching the second to last episode of Lost right now. To be honest, I've kind of lost (ha!) interest in the series, though this last season has started to get better again. But the last episode ever shows on Monday morning. It's showing around the world at the same time. Which means it comes on at 5am here. So I have to get up at ridiculous o'clock because, well, I've been watching it for five years. At one point I was so into it I bought the region 1 DVD because the UK was so behind the US and I knew I was going to miss some episodes while I was on holiday in Australia and I couldn't stand the idea.

So I need to watch the last episode at 5am on a Monday morning, because I guess I'm a bit of a nutter. And my dad's getting up to watch it too, which on a way legitimises my insanity.

First off, huge amounts of congratulations to Tony Shalhoub for his third Emmy win for Monk the other night. And also, that was one great thank you speech, hilarious. Watch it on Youtube here

Well, my mum and dad are off again, they've gone down to visit my Nana and grandad for a few days and to pick up my sister from the airport. She decided to cut short her 5 week holiday and come home a week or so early. Cost her like £120 to change the flight. I'd have stayed in Greece and enjoyed the sun for an extra week and spent the money on a hotel. But whatever. So I get the house to myself until Thursday. So yay.

Right, I'm going get some food, watch Lost, and then I have some Atlantis to catch up on.