abluewhale

HELLO WORLD!!!

After a pretty hectic first holiday week (relative to the utter dreariness that was the Exams, anyway), I spent an entire day today bumming and feasting on the awesomeness that is Bones. Not most the appropriate cluster of words there, considering the last episode I watched (titled much too descriptively "The Man in the Bear") concerned a cannibalistic...*ohh. HA. Am not going to accidentally tumble into a spoiler here.* murderer. Anyway, just to clarify, I do not (and will not) eat up a human being - dead or alive; stir-fried or sashimi-style. (Not that you'd know from the weight I have been gaining.)

OKAAAAY. ANYWAY, I just wanted to...record the kind of amusement I am feeling at the very amusing (to me anyway, obviously) observation I have made regarding series which span seasons - series such as Friends and Bones. It is that, beyond the fantastically inconsistent character biographies (age, surname, religion, etc.) in Friends, many series are rife with other (rather less mundane) inconsistencies with regards to the actual personalities and idiosyncracies of the characters. And I think they're only best observed when you, like I, obsessively maniacally watch all five or six or as it were, ten seasons in less than like, five sittings. You know, so you remember how characters were at the beginning of the series (and perhaps, were supposed to be until the writers...forgot).

I'm rewatching Bones now, and a few things happen along the way.
(which you wouldn't be interested in if you weren't a complete Bones fanatic like me so...)

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