Fugst

Okay, listen. The writer's strike needs to be resolved, and here's why: I have already waited a REALLY LONG TIME to find out what happens on Lost, and they only have eight episodes in the can, and apparently, episode eight ends on a huge cliffhanger and basically, I can't go through waiting like this again. Won't someone please think of the obsessive viewer? We are already often emotionally fragile people to begin with! And in addition to thinking of the frantic consumer, we need to think of the actors. Look what's happened to Elizabeth Mitchell, now that she's got all this extra time on her hands:

I, too, tend to experiment with a smoky eye when I'm home, bored, with nothing to do, no TV to watch, no lines to learn, all the books in the house already read. I, too, have a very hard time differentiating between Smoky Eye and Two Black Eyes Eye.  But when I hit the latter stage -- as Elizabeth has here -- I generally have the wherewithal to wash it off and then start over. The fact that she's left the house like this can only mean that this is a cry for help. Get this woman back to work!