What is it about "Noir"...

...that it totally sears itself into my synapses and echoes around my head for days and days after watching it?

(that's a rhetorical question, if you couldn't tell... *ahem*)

Day 2 of "post-Noir syndrome", and sitting in my office, or trying to concentrate in a meeting, and it's all Kirika-in-the-cemetary and "Canta per Me" and Walther P-99 reports going off in my head. I try to start working through my backlog of recorded (and downloaded) shows, and I'm just so irritatable and aggravated that I just hit the "stop" button and stare at a blank screen in frustration.

Only Madlax comes close to giving me this kind of agitation, and that's only because it might as well be "Noir Part Deux"!!

I got it baaad... The only thing I want to do right now is go watch it again. Which will just perpetuate the cycle.

Maybe I should go read a book or something. (Yeah, right!)