I’ve had a week plus to process this one, and I still don’t have the emotional capacity to do so. This show is going to kill me.
Spoilers beneath the cut.
Tag: eating my feelings about this show since 1997
The X-Files, Season 11, Episode 3
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Spoilers under the cut!
The X-Files, Season 11, Episode 2
Thank you. Thank you, Glen Morgan, thank you, thank you. Thank you.
Spoilers behind the cut.
Home Again
Was there a monster in that episode?
The real monster was whatever force was preventing Mulder and Scully from having angsty comfort sex in a Pennsylvania motel room. Now that’s a paranormal phenomena worth investigating.
The X-Files, Season 10, Episodes 1 & 2
I had such a great birthday, y’all.
My show is back! My show is back! And because my head is so full and I’ve already talked Tim’s ear off about the new episodes, I’ll put my thoughts here.
Spoilers beneath the cut.
one day!
We’re only one day from new X-Files episodes, and it has me feeling nostalgic. I’ve written about this before, but it’s hitting me full force being so close to the revival.
I can’t help but feel lucky that I get to experience this again; the excitement, the anticipation, the highs and lows. It’s a treat to have something that was so influential in my childhood come to life, and still mean as much to me today as it did when I was 14.
I’m grateful for the chance to relive the joy of being a fan. It’s easy to forget — when you’re an adult doing Very Important Adult Things — how crucial it is to play, to revel, to be unabashedly excited about something.
Even if the revival sucks, I can’t walk away feeling disappointed, because the experience is more than the new episodes; it’s the sum of everything that came before it, and that will come after it.
I’m just thankful I’ll have birthday cake on hand so I can mitigate the inevitable emotional damage with food…