C'MON NOW SUGAR

Re: Veronica Mars season one:

ashfksk. This show. THIS SHOW. ♥

So I christened my new Netflix account by mainlining the entire first season over the course of our lovely three-day weekend. And while the first few episodes were pretty solid, somewhere around the sixth episode I realized that I was hardcore hooked. THE DETECTIVE NOIR. THE MYSTERY PLOTS. THE CHARACTERS WHO SOMEHOW MANAGE TO BE MORALLY GRAY AND TOTALLY ADORABLE AT THE SAME TIME. THE LADIESSSSS. And omg, a show aimed at teenagers with a central father-daughter relationship? SHOCK.

I want to karate-chop Kristin Bell's agent in the neck for turning her into a romcom star. She was meant to play badass detective ladies, dammit.

And the season finale episode seriously had me doing flaily-hands at the computer every two seconds. HOLY CRAP that was a tense climax.

I've started watching the second season, and while it's still a great show, I already know I won't like it quite as much as the first season. That particular mystery plotline just pushed a lot of my buttons, and I seriously miss ghost!Lilly. COME BACK, AMANDA SEYFRIED. YOU DON'T NEED A MOVIE CAREER.

-- of course, all of my flailing and teeth-gnashing is for naught, because the show was canceled years ago. Between Arrested Development and this, why do I keep falling for dead shows lately? (Well, in VM's case that might be for the best, because I've heard not-so-great things about season three. D:)

Yosh! Back to work with me tomorrow. But first, another episode or two.