It all started With My So Called Life, then a myriad of other shows I fallen for and which were canceled by ruthless executives suites and stupid public who watch shows like CSI:Miami, yet have no time for Firefly followed. What kind of world do we live in where Friends gets to have ten seasons (six of which sucked) and Veronica Mars gets canceled after three very-witty seasons? An unfair world. Sure there's The Office and the original CSI with Grisham's somewhat esoteric comments to numb my pain, but it feels too painful to start watching any new show...only to have it canceled mid season.
On another note I think I have some kind derangement, I am obsessed, with a capital "O," with Veronica Mars. I might even brake my vow of not watching any new series by watching
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