Ever get that feeling? THAT feeling? Yeah... like something's not settling right. There's a force or a thing—yes, a thing, it's late and I'm exhausted so my vocabulary is a bit lacking this evening—and it's getting under your skin. Infesting itself into your thoughts. And it's telling you that the drama that is your life in November still has ONE MORE DAY to totally kick your ass.
Yeah, that feeling.
It's hard to explain to most people, but my life follows the ebb and flow of American television sweeps. This is not a new concept if you've known me for more than a couple months. November is one of those times when things get... interesting. Weird. Wild. Crazy. Or just dramatic. And this year has not disappointed.
I hoped that the writers' strike might strangely effect me this year, but no. Apparently my sweeps affliction has its own guild.
Not getting into the specifics of the sweepworthy stuff, but I'll say that as I wrap this up and prep for bed I can't help but feel like something is wrong. And it's buggin' the frak out of me that I can't figure it out.
Hope I'm just being paranoid. Maybe I had one too many Cokes today (and the two Pepsi's later) and my brain is melting. Because things are usually not as bad as they seem. But then... this THING that's got me up this late, I'm often times right about stuff like that.
Something's wrong.
Not looking forward to finding out what when I wake up (it's Nov. 30... time for the cliffhanger episode).
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You made it, JB. Happy December. Sweeps-free angels around you. :)
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