LOST: an update.

I cannot stop. I just put in the second disc of season one. I'm about to go make popcorn. I think it has more to do with being afraid than it does with a need to keep going. I know that if I turn off the DVD player, I'll have to go to bed and risk being eaten by wild boars or drowning or getting my throat slashed by Locke, WHO CAN WALK! The crash cured him!

Someone also just old me the island has SECRETS.

And now I am afraid of it.

But let me tell you something: Jack and Kate and Sawyer are all gooooooood-looking people, and I would only have to be paid a minimal fee to roll around in the mud with them.