T.G.I.F.

Ok, I know I should write something. I really do. And, I'm trying really, really hard to come up with something to put in this space. But, you see, here's the problem - last night I bought many, many DVDs during what was properly an ill-advised trip to Best Buy, and now I can't seem to tear myself away from the home entertainment system.Yesterday, around 4:00, I drove to Best Buy to get the 1st season of "Murder She Wrote" on DVD as a Mother's Day present for my grandmother. (Ok, actually, that was a lie. I drove to Best Buy to get "Quantum Leap" on DVD. Somewhere in my heart of hearts, I am a bit of a sci-fi geek. This is hard to admit. When I was younger, I insisted on seeing every episode of "Quantum Leap." I kept a list. I recorded it off the sci-fi channel on a daily basis. I could not rest until I had seen all of Dr. Sam Beckett's adventures through time. If anyone speaks ill of Scott Bakula or Dean Stockwell in my presence, I go cold. I become an angry person. I slash their tires. (Well, not really, but I think about it.) And, I may or may not have spent 2 hours of my work day online looking at "Quantum Leap" fan sites to figure out which season of the series I should buy first. I also may or may not have entered onto some message boards and shared my thoughts on what was one of television's greatest moments. All I'm saying is that I had no idea there was an alternate ending for the "Quantum Leap" season finale, and now said alternate ending forever resides on my computer's hard drive.) Anyway, I picked up "Murder She Wrote" and season 3 of "Quantum Leap." (It features Sam's battle with the devil and the 2-part leap home- those were the selling points.)Well, then I spotted the sale sticker on the 1st season of CSI:. How could I pass up the chance to get 22 episodes of forensic fun for the bargain-basement price of $19.99? The answer is simple - I couldn't. Plus, sometimes I forget that long before I loved Hugh Laurie with the reckless abandon of a schoolgirl, I loved George Eads, a.k.a. Nick Stokes. I loved him in such a way that let's just say I can't bear to watch repeats of the finale where he was buried alive. Having to go through that kind of emotional turmoil was almost too much for me the first time.I now own at least 30 hours of television. I may not leave my apartment for quite a long time. If I ever make it to the grocery store, I might even find a way to sustain myself during this marathon. Sad, but true.I hate to think what the Best Buy clerk thought when she saw me buying "Quantum Leap," "Murder She Wrote," and "CSI:." I could venture a guess, but I imagine it was something like pity or great confusion.