'Lost' time at college

The third season of the popular TV show "Lost" premiered Wednesday. "Lost" is one of those shows with a fanatical cult following. I just happen to be one of those fanatics, and I know that missing an episode is a tragedy. Unfortunately, it seems like I don't have time for TV anymore. \nSince I've been in college, it's become hard for me to know where I'll be or what I'll be doing at a given time. It's so hard to remember to be in front of a TV and tuned into a certain station at a specific time. Sometimes I'm eating dinner at 8 p.m., sometimes I'm napping, sometimes I'm at the gym, sometimes I'm studying, sometimes I'm playing poker or euchre or hearts -- but rarely am I thinking about rotting my brain in front of a glowing cube. I used to watch so much TV that it was alien to me to miss a show or not to have the morning version of "SportsCenter" memorized. Where does all the time go? Am I really that busy? My hectic schedule makes everything uncertain.\nI anticipated more free time in college. Less time in class, more time to do other stuff, right? Little did I know that walking everywhere takes up a ton of time. I also didn't know that people were so lonely on this campus. I am constantly called simply to walk somewhere with somebody. Am I a bodyguard now? \nDinner is an hour-and-a-half affair. I have so much freaking Spanish homework. I have to write columns and staff editorials. My duties as floor governor eat up all of my Sunday nights. There are so many activities and clubs fighting for my attention via sidewalk chalk that I don't know what to do with myself. Should I join the College Democrats or become a professional Disney character? It's a tough call. Maybe it's just a primary wave of chaos hitting me as a freshman. I can only hope it eventually dies down, but it might be a precursor for what the rest of my life will be like. I don't see my parents sitting down and indulging in cartoons and reality shows every night. Being insanely busy might just be part of growing up.\nSeriously. I can't miss "Lost." As beautiful as my glossy 13.3" MacBook screen is, I can't submit myself to downloading episodes and watching them on my computer later. I have to know what happens as the rest of the world finds out. I had to constantly remind myself all week to watch it. As of writing this Wednesday morning (darn newspaper deadlines), I had yet to see the premiere. And so I can't even guarantee that I got to watch "Lost" the other night. I hope so, but if I missed it, I only ask one thing: If you see me walking around campus this weekend, please, please, don't tell me what happened. God, I need a TiVo.