I have a new addiction. On Sunday I went to a True Blood season premiere screening at the Tribeca Grand Hotel with the roomie and Camille. I had never seen the show before but they’re addicted to it so I tagged along to see what the hype was. Yeah. The hype has been seen. I was completely lost during the entire episode so Camille kept leaning over to give me the back story.
So last night I decided to get caught up. Season one, episode one. Four hours and four episodes later, it was 2AM and I still wanted to keep going but my eyes were closing and I have to get up at 7:30 for work. And what am I gonna do when I get home from work today? I won’t even say.
My nightmares last night? Totally True Blood influenced. I dreamed that the roomie and I were vampires fighting to the death. Whoever bit the other first stayed alive. It’s pretty funny now, but it wasn’t funny at all when I was dreaming it. Smh.
True Blood and Felicity. Summer 2011. Haha.
