whether or not should I be ashamed of my obsession is one of the many thoughts running through my head right now.

I keep thinking this is a sign of growing up.

But, give me a break here. SIGN of GROWING UP?
seems to me, it's a sign of internet influence. But, I don't despise it. I'm actually embracing this influence that came upon me.

I can't believe that I have stumbled upon it's website, watched a few of it's episode, ( and practically searched the net for more websites ) that my obsession has come back. It doesn't haunt me, but why do I think that It's something I shouldn't go on with? Why do I feel so ashamed? Just because I don't have other friends who are obsessed as me? Am I being ridiculous? I don't know. I don't think so. I may need some help with this. I may, I may not. I'm not in despair. I'm not desperate for help as well. An advice here and there would be appreciated, but don't take this in the wrong way, ( my grammar needs some checking, too. My lack of being the girl-who-laughs-at-wrong-grammar got the better of me ) I don't have a serious problem here. I'm just confused. Am I being myself? Is there a problem if I have this obsession?

I love this show, these characters, these lives they play. Whenever I watch them, I would be in another world. I would be in THEIR world. I want to be LIKE them. It's an obsession, and I keep thinking that it's harmless. Well, it IS harmless, but really, think REALLY hard? Focus.

is it harmless?

I have no idea. I'm becoming different because of this obsession. An obsession with a certain genre of TV shows. Have you ever seen or heard of someone like that before? Have you?
I certainly have not. Aside from myself? No.

It's just really hard for me, because I don't have anyone to share this obsession with. No one to laugh with when I read a FanFiction that was poorly written. No one to go all shocked and excited with when the producers just happen to make crossovers on their television shows. No one to laugh and share experiences with, how they think about the show, how they think Jethro Gibbs is awesome when he smiles once in a while, How Charles Eppes is hot, or if Samantha Spade and Martin Fitzgerald make a good couple. No. No one.

Finally, I have let it all out. I just need an answer, as I said, this isn't serious, and none of you should take it seriously. Unless you find it serious, you're welcome to share your thoughts.

So, I'm joining the SDKG. [link]
the Slobbering David Krumholtz Groupies.
here's their very 'strict' rules. [link where I found said 'strict' rules]

1. No SDKG shall stalk David Krumholtz (the prime directive of SDKGs).

2. Should any SDKG meet DK in person, he/she shall be polite and courteous. Drooling in front of DK is strictly forbidden (because, honestly, that would be really gross). Should a SDKG member meet DK, they MUST notify fellow members of their encounter through a full report.

3. When watching DK on TV, all drooling shall be done in the designated buckets.

4. SDKGs will keep a personal "DK Damage" fund in case of any VCR/DVR/DVD player malfunctions due to excessive pausing or rewinding DK scenes.

5. If somebody comes up to an SDKG and asks why they are infatuated with Bernard the Elf, the SDKG shall reply, "the question is, why are you not?"

6. If an SDKG starts dreaming in Charlie Vision, then that SDKG shall pat him/herself on the back because he/she has acheived true SDKGness.

7. No SDKG shall be discriminated against, scolded, spanked, or otherwise made to feel unworthy or foolish because they are perceived to be too old (or too young) to drool, hyperventilate, "squee", or display any other visible reaction to DK. Be kind to one another!

8. All SDKGs must believe in Santa Claus because with no Santa Claus there would be no Bernard and with no Bernard...well we just can't even go there.

9. Do not operate heavy machinery, or treadmills when THDK appears on screen. Failure to do so may result in public humiliation, excessive salivating from the mouth and/or bodily injury...as Charlie Eppes has been known to distract a female's attention from important tasks. Please watch DK responsibly


... and of course, the 7 steps to find SDKG happiness.

Support for new SDKGs
[link for where I found the 7 steps]

So you've finally come to admit your slight obsession with David Krumholtz. It's okay - we can help you transition to true SDKGness. All you have to do is follow these 7 steps and you will find SDKG happiness.

1. Pace yourself. You don't want to DK overload. I know it's tempting to watch all your taped episodes of Numb3rs in one sitting, but believe me when I tell you that there is life outside your door, the sun is out and you still have to go to the grocery store to pick up some milk. DK will be there when you get back.

2. Maintain reality. While it is okay to write "Mrs. David Krumholtz" on the post-it notes you have lying on your desk, you may not want to sign this particular name to that important business report.

3. Love DK, but don't loooooove DK. This goes along with maintaining reality. There's no need for physical contact with the TV set while DK is on the screen. That's just odd.

4. Declare your SDKGness. Believe me when I tell you that there are so many of us out there, and we are ready to welcome you (in the most non-cultiest way, of course).

5. Be true to DK. You don't have to love everything the man does - just 95.82% of it. Don't question my numbers on this - I calculated the percentage myself.

6. Breathing-- it's a beautiful thing. I know it's easy to forget when you're watching DK explain how numbers are everywhere, but really. It's okay. In, out. In, out. Steady rhythm. Aren't you feeling better now that there's an oxygen supply flowing to your head?

7. When you post on Numb3rs.org about how excited you are the DK's curls were perfectly coifed in the last NUMB3RS episode, or how you can't stop looking at his hypnotic doe eyes, make sure to use accurate grammar. Comma splices and dangling modifiers just won't do! (LeWombat dispenses wedgies.)



of course, I'm not asking for your permission if I could join this group. I already have... well, tried to atleast. [I couldn't find the frickin 'sign up' button anywhere]

This is just a way to prepare yourself for my upcoming blogs. Glad you finished reading this one. Bet you didn't even laugh. I posed a question, shared my thoughts. I don't need to know anything right now. Not really. Since, I'm saying I don't know much. I don't know, because I'm not prepared. It's a possibility, actually. But still. I just don't know.

...I just know one thing: I'm not ashamed of what I'm trying to be right now. Not at all.