freak

In fact, it's so bad that I actually grew embarassed when I considered buying a "M*A*S*H 4077" t-shirt at Target. I actually felt bad/guilty for wanting it. And I was alone. Nobody knew my secret. Some secreat, anyway. I'm allowed to like this show. So why do I feel all weird about it? Why did I get hot and flushed and had to walk to a different aisle to calm down? This is starting to border on one of my pseudo-insane fantasy obsessions/infatuations of yester-yore. I shouldn't feel weird about this type of thing, anymore, but it still has that kind of power over me. gargh! So frickin weird!

[caring is] creepy

I have a thing for M*A*S*H...and Donald Sutherland circa 1969. I am starting to scare myself. I mean, isn't that disturbing?