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What's with me and these HBO-ish TV shows?

Six Feet Under. The show just made a big blast on me that I've been overly weepy. Mind you, the second and the third time I watched the last episode, it hit my gut again.

Rome. I love it. Factual, brilliant! It's pretty bloody but.. man.. outstanding.

Now, I'm on Dexter. It's a production of Showtime but seems like an HBO feature. This show makes me question my existence. I'm not the same old "dark," Gothic me.. and I'm not planning to be a serial killer either but the principles are just.. reflective of one's life.

I'm at work. Blogging. Haha. I was trying to get a glimpse of another Dexter episode. I was able to get through to the site.. but I had to stop the video as the first scene was a little bit intimate. I work in a place where bad thoughts should be kept and definitely "too mature" of a content should be held. I shouldn't even be blogging.. much more watching a show.

Cheesy flicks are just a waste of air time. I apologize for the abrasiveness. Good plots sweep me off and pretentious ones just make me rage... I hate bullshit. I am artist.. and forever will be. That hurts. Will I forever be an artist? Or am I going to be stuck in this drift? I hope not. I almost had my name but I took it down myself. Damn. That hurts even more.

Maybe these shows make me reflect on how I've been in my life. Six Feet Under: life begins and definitely will end. Live life to the fullest... trite. Rome: Survival, betrayal, politics. Dexter: Existence, evolution. Sounds queer for most as I try to share my deepest thoughts on how I view these shows and how it affects me.. but hell... We have our own taste.