X Files is better than you

So, if you knew me in high school, you knew I was OBSESSED with the X Files. I mention it now and again, but if you go to Houston right now and peek at the room I occupied 99% of my life, you'll see the walls are COVERED in X Files pictures. Where did I get these pictures, you may wonder? The X Files Official Magazine. Which I received monthly because of my membership in the Official X Files Fan Club. That's right. I'm not even embarrassed to admit this. It's not something I should be embarrassed about. In fact, YOU should be embarrassed for NOT being a member.

Not only did I get these awesome magazines every month, but I also had a membership card that deemed me member of the club. I carried it around in my wallet, though I'm not sure why. I sort of felt like an FBI agent, maybe? Like some scary alien shit would go down, and I'd whip out my laminated X Files Fan Club ID Card, and just totally manage the hell out of the situation.

So, now that the second movie is coming out, I'm overcome with emotions. I semi pursued writing in a secret attempt to one day write for the show, which I assumed would air throughout the course of my lifetime.

I suppose that's all for the best, though, that I'm not an Accomplished Screenwriter yet and didn't write the movie. I'm a Shipper, which means I want a Mulder and Scully hookup more than I ever wanted my own hookups, which is something I really don't have time to get into in this blog. Let's just put it this way-- Mulder and Scully porn wouldn't be the worst thing in the world, and I don't think I'm alone in saying this. But I digress. Anyway, if I wrote the X Files sequel, it would sort of just be a romantic comedy, wherein they get into some hilarious complication of who is picking up the dry cleaning, and Mulder is supposed to but he forgot because he was busy creating some sort of romantic surprise, and she thinks it's for another girl, and then he reveals the plot, and they laugh and laugh and then make out for the other 99 minutes of the film. And I wonder why I'm not a paid screenwriter yet.