Top-tier Pop Culture Junkie Tackles Everyday Humiliation!

Ok, so here I am, staring at my computer screen, surrounded by a ludicrous amount of merch and my entire Spotify playlist is, and I shit you not, nothing but parody songs based on my favorite shows and movies. And why? Cause somewhere along the line, I became one of those pop-culture-obsessed freaks. You know, the ones who fucking lose their shit over a two-second teaser trailer, the ones who've mastered the art of over-analysing a 45-minute episode down to a two-week-long in-depth discussion about the chosen tie design of a secondary character.

Today, in the name of my Supernatural fandom (just one of many), I actually got up at 3 am to watch a live-stream of a comic con panel that was happening halfway across the world, and proceeded to spend my entire day writing an essay-like post dissecting every single glorious moment. I've got a cutout of Jon Snow that's starting to look at me with judgmental eyes as I pour over theories about the Blood and Wine expansion for Witcher 3 or freak out over the latest Mandalorian spoilers. I literally remember more about Thranduil's lineage than my own mother's birthday. This is NOT OK - I mean, I've started using catchphrases from these shows in my real-life conversations and while it’s super fucking hilarious to me, the mortification on my coworker’s face as I respond to some meeting agenda with “May the odds be ever in your favor," is a total shitshow...and utterly humiliating when I have to explain to them that it’s from the Hunger Games. I don't know how it happened, I don't know what I am doing, why am I even typing this out? Deepest apologies for this overshare meltdown but I got to let it out somewhere.

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