Do I Need Counseling for That?

I have a problem.

I have separation anxiety.

Not from people, though. From movies. Or T.V. shows.

I have this nasty little habit of watching every single special feature on the last disk before I have the heart to take the bloody thing out and put it back in its case.

It's not such a bad habit, actually. I rather enjoy it. One can gain so much insight into the actors and the workings of the show by watching the behind-the-scenes interviews.

And behind-the-scenes documentaries.

And previews.

And gag reels.

And deleted scenes.

And bonus content.

There is so much to be learned and so much appreciation to be gained through watching these special features. Trust me, I would know.

I just finished the first season of Chuck, which my lovely brother was kind enough to get me addicted to. And even though I only had one episode left when I sat down to watch it, I didn't get back up until about two hours later.

My butt fell asleep.

And even when I finished them all, I still couldn't take the disk out.

Instead, I watched the gag reel a second time.

What? It was funny.