Today is the worst.

One of the (many) weird things about me is how upset I get at the end of a series. I get so attached to characters that when the series is done I feel this void; a sort of emptiness.

I cried when Harry Potter graduated because I knew that was it for us.  After thinking they were lost forever, I was so excited to see Carrie, Miranda, Charlotte and Samantha that I couldn’t sleep the night before the Sex And The City movie came out.  As I kid I read every single Baby Sitters Club book.  I caught Sweet Valley on the rebound, and if it wasn’t for R.L. Stein’s Fear Street I don’t know what I would have done.

My job allows me a few privileges, including the opportunity to get up close and personal with the release of the remastered Beatles catalogue.  This experience is an honor to even the most casual of fans, but it has taken this casual fan and catapulted her into a much belated – but no less full on – case of Beatlemania.

As a result, I’ve been consuming Beatle content at a ferocious rate, most notably the 8 volume Beatles Anthology.  The first 3 volumes are all sleeping-with-strippers (seriously), taking over the world, and pranking around on movie sets.   But it’s all a trick; by volume 7 I was weeping into my tea as impending doom loomed closer and closer.   I don’t even want to talk about how volume 8 ended.

Knowing that 09.09.09 is just around the corner is keeping my spirits up.  It’s a massive day in Beatle-lore, as it marks the release date of the digitally re-mastered 14 album Beatle catalogue, with new packaging and making-of documentaries as well as The Beatles: Rock Band.

Enjoy these Beatle treats until then!

mp3: The Beatles – Oh! Darling

If it was 1965, I would totally be out there fighting NYC police to get at George.