"It's not so bad being dead like me."

I just finished Dead Like Me this afternoon, which is rather pathetic because it took me a full year just to watch twenty-nine episodes when it only took me a month tops to finish watching Doctor Who on Netflix.
To be honest, I didn't think I would like this show when I first got into it, but now I'm sad that I've got nothing to watch anymore. Doctor Who's on hiatus, Torchwood's been taken over by the Americans, Buffy and That '70s Show are over, and Glee's only on Tuesdays. What am I supposed to do with my life now?
...Wow. I am so lame.
I think what I'll miss the most about this show is Mason and his ever-so-eloquent comments. It's not really that surprising that he would be my favorite, seeing as he's the only Brit on the show. Daisy was slowly growing on me as well, but of course the show had to end before I could get the chance to full-out like her.
Anyways, I have nothing of value to say anymore, so I'm just going to wrap things up before I annoy you all too much.
(Though I must also add, Dead Like Me definitely wins the award for the television show with the most cussing. Props to them.)

Au Revoir.
-Alexis.