So here we are, 1 day, 6 hrs from the premier of True Blood. I walked around the parlor, smelling of Vampire and coffee and turkish cigarettes. I have been checking the forum and feeling that creeping feeling, that itchy, jonesy feeling I have felt off on through our hiatus. I know we have had some great times spying on the queen, camping out with Minnie in her back garden, going on adventures to England, Ireland and Sweden, but really, that feeling has stayed with me, that yummy feeling of anticipation.
I don't know what to do with myself. I look at all the news, read all the articles, watch HBO between the movies and programs to catch the promos and the teasers and it isn't enough. It is never enough. I still feel that restlessness and I know you feel it too.
And it will not get better as the time gets closer. I know I will be thinking: "How much longer?" I will check the portal and I will sigh, because even the digital countdown will slow down and I will scream with frustration like a woman with an ill adept lover. Because I'm a junkie. And so are you. Admit it!!! Confess!!!
Hello, my name is Aslinn and I am addicted to True Blood.
I love Vampires, I love Werewolves (but you gotta be-were), I love Shifters, I love Telepaths and bad tempered spunky bartenders and PTSD ridden cooks and cooks who have porn sites and men who have sex-ablities but low IQs and other denizens of the sleepy little back water we travel to every Sunday night at 9 pm.....
I'm strung out. I can't even look at other shows. They don't hold up. All of those Joss Wheadon Vampires with their contact lenses and cheap fang effects and no class and no libido. I know, it is for public broadcast, but it is sort of like slimfast...there you go...why eat hamburger when there is steak at home?
So I wait, but I am not patient about it....Are you?
I don't know what to do with myself. I look at all the news, read all the articles, watch HBO between the movies and programs to catch the promos and the teasers and it isn't enough. It is never enough. I still feel that restlessness and I know you feel it too.
And it will not get better as the time gets closer. I know I will be thinking: "How much longer?" I will check the portal and I will sigh, because even the digital countdown will slow down and I will scream with frustration like a woman with an ill adept lover. Because I'm a junkie. And so are you. Admit it!!! Confess!!!
Hello, my name is Aslinn and I am addicted to True Blood.
I love Vampires, I love Werewolves (but you gotta be-were), I love Shifters, I love Telepaths and bad tempered spunky bartenders and PTSD ridden cooks and cooks who have porn sites and men who have sex-ablities but low IQs and other denizens of the sleepy little back water we travel to every Sunday night at 9 pm.....
I'm strung out. I can't even look at other shows. They don't hold up. All of those Joss Wheadon Vampires with their contact lenses and cheap fang effects and no class and no libido. I know, it is for public broadcast, but it is sort of like slimfast...there you go...why eat hamburger when there is steak at home?
So I wait, but I am not patient about it....Are you?
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