I’ve been finding it hard to write a nice lengthy essay on my day to day life or perhaps that’s worth reading. I know writing a blog isn’t an exactly writing a novel but I just like keeping a consistency between posts and timings. Looking at the main page is hard for me as it’s just not what I want and my urge to reset and redo kicks in. It’s something I get a lot in my life; I just get anal about something and want to start over again. I reformat my computer for example, well far too often but it keeps me happy. I want to redo my car for example; new trims, mirror and I know that eventually I will be hungering to replace old parts until it’s a completely different car.

But self assessment is weird.

The majority of my week has probably been spent watching Veronica Mars, I’ve wanted to watch it for years and it didn’t disappoint. The first season is award worthy; the story is arced out brilliantly, ala Heroes. It’s a heavy and arguably dark private investigator themed story coated over with a tad of The OC. The first episode introduces everything that will make you stay piece by piece. The characters, the job and the unsolved murder.

If you’re not convinced yet, well consider then a spoiler put to use in order to explain the character. A year before the show picks up, Veronica’s friend is murdered and her dad blames the wrong guy and loses his job as sheriff. Her mum leaves and Veronica is raped. So needless to say, she’s the main source of the dark humour.

Dam, I’ve succeeded in convincing myself to re-watch the first episode.