(Hi Kallie)
Well. Here goes nothin'.
My addiction started a couple years ago in my sisters basement. I almost want to blame my addiction on Netflix because they let my sister and I rent every single season of Grey's Anatomy. From that night on every chance that we got we would grab a diet coke, belt out the theme song (yes, there used to be words and then they removed them), and head to the basement.
Ever since then, I've been a junkie. A lover. A dedicated fan. Telling people that I can't do anything on Thursday nights and skipping a couple night classes in college just to catch a new episode.
Today, I stepped inside an elevator and immediately thought of McDreamy and Meredith. And I can't open a closet door at work without thinking that there might be a couple doing the McNasty behind it.
Oh, and I have a countdown for when the new season starts again in September.
Which by the way is a great month.
Somebody help me.
Thank you.
(Clapping)
1 comment:
I just laughed really hard reading this.
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