DEPRESSION.. not really

So.. last night we finished the 7th season of Beverly hills 90210 on DVD. The reason this is depressing is that now I wait, and wait ,and wait for the realease date of season 8, and then I wait and wait, and wait for the actual release of the Season.

 

I dont know what it is that draws me to this. Keep in mind that i understand this is a big joke, but there is something so nostalgic about it. The theme song, the characters. Sometimes i kinda even remember some pieces of shows from when i was younger..

 

Also, the season we just finished (7), takes place in the year 1997. This happens to have been a strange year of my life, and one that i have moved from my frontal lobe, and pushed way back in the recesses of mind, back there with all the other things I try to forget. So.. though the premise, plot, and character development have spiraled out of control to the bottom of the mid-nineties prime-time soap opera pile, it is almost theraputic for me. It almost jerks a tear from my ducts every time an episode ends, and the outro music begins.

 

Remeber this next time you call me a fag.

 

DIG!!!