my CSI addiction

agmunthe

In the past one year I have been stunned with the CSIs; LV, NY, and Miami.

Let it be new episodes or seasons or never ending re-run.. still freeze me up till 2AM.

Is it the story? The chicks? (Well…), the thrill? Or maybe just one of my OCDs? I don't know..

One thing I know that the good guys (almost) always win.. And maybe that was the thing that drugged me in, out of my dissapointment to surroundings and out of my helpless, soundless, clueless protests..

Man will always find his own version of drugs, won't he?

*written at almost 1AM, in between CSIs…

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Published by agmunthe

suburban weekday traveller, living in the city of millions. Strugling to proof himself of selfbeing, and trying, yes.. trying hard to being ignorant of the surrounding events. A seldom acute OCD, but not complaining. Exist in a state of perpetual hysteria. Like to be noticed, and hate being ignored. Multilevel pride, which sometimes eating him out. at the end of the day..you'll know nothin' bout me...!

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