My father-in-law has taken over the living room the past two days, and therefore the tv with netflix, so I took up S1 of LOST in my room with my knitting. And just when I get to Tue part where Locke and Boone are out scouting and Locke predictably the rain... I realize that I need to indoctrinate Roomie.
So there we are, it is episode one. It starts.
I hear her call out: Is this like Survivor on crack?
I let it go.
And then: This is about a plane crash, right?
I let it go.
And the black smoke monster starts tearing down trees.
I pause the dvd: This isn't just some show about some people in a plane crash
Roomie: Okay! Okay! I get it!
Are you in for six?
Yes okay I'm in!
And then I pressed play.
If there's any other way to convince my ADD Roomie to invest herself into six seasons of the craziness that is this series... I don't know it. And I don't care. Torture is way too entertaining.
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