Summer's Coming To An End...

So, this is my first post in what seems like forever. Yet, it's been less than a month. That's what summer'll do to ya'. One day may seem short, but when thrown together in a week, it seems like forever. Since school starts in a few days and I probably won't be on the ice for another month or so, I've decided to mope around and become a couch potato. I've been reintroduced to the show Lost thanks to my handy dandy Netflix membership, I now have seasons 1 - 4 on my Instant Que, just waiting to be watched. Now, after a five day visit from my cousin, Jennifer, and her three absolutely adorable kids, I clicked on the xbox 360 and I watched at least 15 episodes of the first season. I forgot how brainwashing television can be. Especially without commercials. I must admit, running around with a six year old, a nine year old, and a ten year old for a few days was a nice, long break from sitting on my butt and doing nothing.

[Top: Dana, Me, Veronica Bottom: Maggie, Riley]

I haven't seen my cousin Dylan, the ten year old, since he was about four, and Riley, the nine year old, since she was three. Maggie, the six year old, on the other hand, I had never met up until last week. When I saw her, I was flabbergasted because she looks almost exactly like I did when I was little, with a few minor differences.

Anyways, back to Lost. I. Am. Addicted. This show is so terrible and I love

it. I haven't seen anything past the first season, but I hear that it's incredibly stupid. I mean, after five seasons on a deserted island, there's only so much you can have happen without going overboard.

[No pun intended]. I still think that the first season is great.

You're still learning about the background stories of all of the characters and such. Plus, Hurley is awesome. Jorge Garcia plays the lovable teddy-bear, Hurley, and he's won three awards for it.

Props to you, Jorge. I am incredibly exhausted from doing nothing, so I now declare this post 'Fin.' Goodnight.