If loving you is wrong, I don't wanna be right

Two words:  Vampire Diaries.

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So I know that just a few posts ago, I was harping about how movies (and by extension, TV shows) these days are nothing but mindless gyrating.  Pretty people just being pretty in front of the camera.

Well, I take it all back.  I now consider that pure entertainment, as is evidenced by my complete and total addiction to Vampire Diaries.  Yes, I know I'm behind the times (it is the story of my life) and this show has been out for seasons and this is old news.  And I don't even really get into the whole Vampire thing.  But I'm telling you - I'm hooked to this show.  Give me the Salvatore Brothers and all their problems.  Give me brooding Stephan and bad boy Damon.

This show is basically a bunch of 25-to-30 year olds playing high school students.  And it's basically a supernatural maelstrom of teenage drama and angst.  It's a bunch of: she likes him but he's a vampire, and he's lusting after her but she's a pure human, and people are mysteriously dropping like flies, and there's drama all over town and by the way, no one is actually going to school and no one's parents are like ever around, and no one has to do homework, and everyone is so hyped up on being beautiful and alive but they are going to get sucked into one problem after another and complain about it.  To which I say, "Yes, please!" 

This show is complete eye candy (take that however you want).  What I mean, though, is that it's popcorn.  You just pop the episodes one right after the other.  I've only done that a couple of other times:  LOST and Battlestar Galactica (the new one, of course).  My co-worker lent me the first two VD seasons with a stern warning that I should give myself "six full episodes" before I gave up on it, because the beginning was cheesy and slow.  She was right, but by episode 4, I was double fisting the cheese its and glued to the TV.

G would enter the room and be all, "Ok.  Well.  I'm going to the hobby store now."

Me:  "Mm. Hmm."

G:  "I'm only going to spend a thousand dollars, ok?  On model airplanes?"

Me:  "Hmm?" (chew chew chew) "Ok.  Have fun."

Four episodes (read:  4 hours) later, I would look up and realize I had no idea where he was.

Yeah.  It's that bad.

Now I'm only a few episodes away from being "caught up" to where the show is in real time (almost through Season 3).  HOW am I going to only watch ONE EPISODE A WEEK?  When I'm currently averaging FOUR EPISODES A DAY?

My coworker was trying to make me feel better about it today at work.  She said, "Well, you have what?  Seven more episodes to go?"  I was like, "Yeah, but that's only two days!"  At the rate I watch them, I'll be caught up by tomorrow.

Come on, Mad Men!  Come on, Hunger Games!  Come on, Vampire Diaries!  I swear, I take back everything I ever said about mindless American entertainment.

(chew, chew, chew)