gipped

i don't appreciate being scammed. i feel duped. i feel used. i feel a little dirty. i feel bamboozled.

tonight was supposed to be an extended episode of Lost and they were going to explain what happened to the other people on the plane and why Michelle Rodriguez's character is such a bitch. So, I'm on the phone with Andrea and we're all excited and postulating what they're going to reveal to us tonight. Well, apparently all they were willing to show is that they're a bunch a manipulative bastards. Oh, it was extended...by a whole 3 FUCKING MINUTES. seriously, what the fuck is that? what good did that do me? none. oh, it pissed me off, but it didn't do me any damn good. the really irritating thing is that, since i thought it was going to be on for an hour and a half, i knew i didn't want to miss the last half hour. so i was running back and forth from the kitchen to the livingroom trying to make dinner and watch the show at the same time. i would have Andrea tell me when it was on again and i'd run back into the livingroom-- with sticky ricey fingers--to watch the next part. if i'd known it'd only be on for an hour and 3 minutes, i would've just fucking waited. bastards.

i hate when people play semantics and technicalities. sure, technically, it was extended, but it was so misleading. the real suck part is that i'm going to be there next week to watch it. i love it too much to go on a personal boycott. i need to know.

damn them!