I'm currently on a Breaking Bad rampage marathon and it is affecting my life. Well, in a good way. No, I don't know a jack about meth (okay maybe I probably know more now after watching episodes after episodes) but I'll never gonna sniff that evil stuff no matter how pretty those blue crystals might seem.
These two, Bryan Cranston and Aaron Paul, have been my constant companion for 3 straight weeks now. I actually dream of them every now and then. What would Heisenberg do? Even though I know that they are the bad guy, you can't help but root for them. The Sopranos, remember them?
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And everytime Jesse Pinkman cries on the show, I die a little each day. Chos! You should really see him in his crying scenes. He is splendid! He is now in my list of great crier such as Shia LaBeouf and Ben Foster. The guys who just wrenches your heart and make you feel for them with every tear that falls.
I just finished watching season 3 and first episode of season 4 last night. I can't wait to catch up til season 5. Gus Fring seriously gave me the heebie jeebies with the Box Cutter episode. I always look forward to getting home and watching 3 or 4 episodes more before sleeping. This is the only TV series that I religiously and patiently marathon-ed just to catch up. And I don't regret it.
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