I am in love...

with Michael Scofield. If you're wondering where I have been the last little bit, it would be safe to bet that I've been in front of my television screen succumbing to my latest obsession.

This one time my manager said to me: lately the only interaction me and my boyfriend have is when I come home and we watch Prison Break together.

Says I to said manager: Oh I remember when that show was on, I never got into it. It really didn't interest me very much (oh how the tides have changed.)

Let's just say this: PRISON BREAK IS AMAZING. The end. I have watched two and a half seasons in the last two and a half weeks. Are there better things I could be doing with my time? Absolutely. To name a few: Homework, cleaning my room, scholarship searching, job searching, or social interaction. But, no. Instead, I have chosen to have a love affair with the dangerous and brilliant men who are nothing short of gorgeous.

Now as this all sounds amazing, let me just warn you. If you begin watching this show, you WILL be up at odd hours of the night thinking that you can just squeeze in one more episode. Suddenly, the sun will rise, and you will be confused, but will continue to watch until your eyes or your brain falls out. And you will then think...totally worth it.