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Dreams and LOST

I still haven't completely digested it.

I like there is still a great deal of mystery there. I cried a whole lot at each bittersweet reunion; Sayid and Shannon, Claire and Charlie, Juliet and Sawyer; I went "WHAA????" and came half off the couch when we found out Juliet was Jack's son's mother -- that was interesting. I am sorry he appears to have never truly existed; he was a nice kid and I actually liked their dynamic as divorced parents. Why why why why did it take so long for Jack to accept? He had to remain Doubting Thomas until the very end. And in the end...?

Well, in Sartre Hell was other people. It seems Heaven may be other people, too. In that sometimes you need other people, especially those you love, for there to be that much intense joy. (Although if they HAVE always all been dead, how did Desmond and Penny die? And if they died when Juliet set off the bomb, again, how did Penny die? Unless Ben HAD killed her, and never told...)

Doesn't look like poor Michael made it to Heaven, though.

I guess we'll never know what the Numbers really meant.

Barb and I have been saying Hurley was the one for over a year.

Yay Hurley, giving Ben the chance to really shine. Will he stay in purgatory, or go to Heaven? He's happy having finally been the #2 he always wanted to be.

I think Jacob was never in that cabin, I think it was always MIB pulling Ben's strings.

Why didn't MIB go all Smokey on Jack's ass? Why didn't MIB/Smokey kill Richard? Why wasn't Miles in the church with everyone else? Charlotte and Daniel got to go.

Hooray for Vincent.

And I'm sure I'll continue pondering this for some while. Which, I suppose, makes for some pretty fine television, if it makes you think about it long after it's over.

I think I'll miss it. I hope the "Complete" DVD set comes soon, and is affordable...

I dreamed some about LOST early this morning; Cairo woke me around 4, and after I chased him out of the bedroom and closed the door, I went back to sleep. I don't remember much about the LOST part, but it segued into Mom and I discussing some of our trips, and a restaurant where we'd tried many items on the menu and which we'd liked best, and then we were getting started to go again, and Dad and Tim were there. I haven't dreamed about my father and my brother in a long time. Tim looked how I best remember him, before the drugs and the halfway houses and detention centers; I don't remember seeing Dad in the dream at all, but I knew he was there.

I don't know what it all means.


LOST went so late last night I didn't even try to get up early this morning. I hope I have the energy to work out a little this afternoon. Weight is blah, blah, blah (175).

I sometimes think I ought to go to a therapist.

Oh, I liked Doctor Who this weekend, too. Good Silurian story, yay for the classic monsters. Eleven is coming into his own, but I think Amy is starting to be quite as annoying as Tegan... I really like Rory, though.

I wrote a little, got a new scene done, and am attempting to make sure it fits more or less seamlessly into the whole.

It's the last week in May and the HIGH in Phoenix yesterday was 79. Strange, strange weather.

I had to have front brakes done on the truck Friday, then bought cat food & some dog supplies (which Bo found on his own and devoured most of while we were at dinner Friday night--at least it was his own stuff, even if I would have liked for it to last a little longer), went shopping on Saturday, roasted a chicken for dinner, watched Shakespeare in Love, then vegged on Sunday watching S3 of Deep Space Nine (Kirk/Picard? Heh. CISCO ROCKS). Exciting weekend wrap-up.

Monday. What can I say?

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Tags: television, weekend, weight, writing
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