Previously on lostintwentywords...

Ok, folks, stop counting. The twenty word limit is bloody hard, so if I want to use 23 or 24 words I will. But I will try harder not to, if it makes you feel better.

Season Two certainly didn't have me hooked like the first season did, in fact if it wasn't for the blog I might have put my DVDs in the pile with Heroes and 24 (deservedly abandoned). But, I had the blog, I had to keep going. Right? I mean there are five people reading this, how will they cope?

So it all comes together nicely after 22 kinda boring and repetitive button pushing episodes. Finally I found myself wanting to watch another episode, but there was only one more in the season! Bloody hell. Anyway, we continue. Season Three is longer than I thought, I've my work cut out for me.

I've got 52 days to go and seasons 3, 4, 5 and half of 6. This is alarming! But I've holidays coming up and the iPod is loaded. I can do this folks. Stay tuned.

Will Sawyer, Jack and Kate all get it on? Or will Ana Lucia come back from the dead and get it on with Kate? That would be better. I think.

Intro

I'm not going to lie. I've tried this blog thing before. Twice actually. Both runs lasted around a year, maybe eighteen months. I expected little more than a few random comments to boost my ego. To let me know that somebody (probably my family) was interested in what I was up to. My previous blog attempts were both thwarted by new developments. My first blog, hosted by daimo.com, kinda went AWOL so I transferred what I could over to my first attempt with blogspot and I carried on eagerly entertaining (3 or 4 people) for about a year or so, until I was eventually abducted by facebook. Which is where I am today. Abducted. Or perhaps just addicted. To facey.

2010 begins and two great friends of mine start blogging. A bold about face. A passionate attempt to reconnect with their intellect and share wisdom and insight. Instead of virtual pet societies, farms and cafe worlds, they are writing. And entertaining. I was reading. And anticipating.

So perhaps I have been inspired? Wooly and D-Rock, you might cop the blame for what is about to happen.

So. My point. lostintwentywords.

As well as a rather embarrassing addiction to facebook, and a growing addiction to twitter (it's taken me three years to make the leap) I have an addiction to TV. (I do have a life. I just don't sleep much). A gorgeous friend of mine once told me that she would watch only the "highest quality TV or the worst that pop culture has to offer on TV". I am following her lead. But first I need to play catch up. You see, I missed the boat on something. Emmys, Brit Academy TV Awards, Golden Globes, Screen Actors Guild awards and ridiculous viewer statistics (16 million tuned in to each episode back in season one) went by and I neglected to tune in. But now, 105 days from the finale, 6 years and 103 episodes after the premiere, I have serious, serious FOMO. (That's Fear Of Missing Out).

LOST

I do not want to miss out on enjoying the Finale of LOST the TV series when it airs in May this year. I don't want to be at work and feel excluded from conversations. I don't want to be the only one not tweeting about it. I want my facebook status to highlight that I also have a LOST addiction. I will understand that shirt with the numbers on it that Neil wears to be nerd chic. I will understand who people are talking about when they refer to "the hot chick from lost". I can't be out of the loop if Paddy is in it. I want to be a part of it. I need to be a part of it. I will be a part of it.

And so it begins. I have 120 episodes to watch. I have 105 days until the finale.

What you will get. My dear dear readers. Is a 20 word (or less, let's not make this too difficult for me) summary/comment/question/theory posted after each and every episode.

LOST faithfuls are excited to re-live the experience through me.

LOST newbies have someone with whom they can share the ride.

lostintwentywords.

Let the addiction begin.