People need to stop making good television. It’s infuriating. I ruled out House last year and then Lost ended, so I had a fairly free evening schedule (minus Grey’s Anatomy) and was happy with my life.
But now it’s like there are a million and one good new shows floating around. I guess they’re not NEW, but they’re new to me. And I’m still struggling to catch up on my It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia and 30 Rock.
I’ve started watching Walking Dead, and I’m hooked. I’m stressed out. The last episode was so graphic, I actually became physically ill and thought I might hurl. But crap, it’s good. Then there’s Breaking Bad, which I’ve been meaning to get more into, because omg the father from Malcolm in the Middle is in it.
Not to mention Dexter, or Glee, because everyone is obsessed with both shows. And Weeds. And Madmen because isn’t Don Draper the most beautiful man on the planet?
Oh yeah, and all those missing episodes of The Office and Arrested Development.
Thanks, TV. Thanks a whole fucking lot.