My ALIAS Addiction

Okay, I had to do this... I bolded the ones that I have actually done (my life is sad). and my comments are in (_) This is just a way to help you all understand a little better the way that I think. Enjoy.

You Know You're Addicted to Alias When...
Someone you call answers the phone, you say "Joey's Pizza?" (I have done that before but I do not do it regularly)
You instinctively distrust people who say they work in a bank.
Something in your posession is named: Sydney, Jack, Sloane, Marshall, Dixon, Vaughn, Francie, Will, Bristow, or Arvin. (My fish's name is Vaughn)
You believe that no one ever flies to where they say they are going.
You have ever used "swank" or "super-swank" in conversation. (this is Brad's and my favorite word)
You have ever asked yourself, "What would Sydney do?" (all the time...)
Anyone speaking a foreign language you immediately think is a spy.
You never look at banks with underground garages the same way again.
You pounce on any of your friends who've just started work at a bank, and demand to know The Truth. (truth takes time...)
You show a sudden, keen interest in your dad's job.
You are mildly disturbed by the fact that you find Jack Bristow sexy.
You cease to be disturbed by that fact, since everyone you know thinks so, too. (nope just carrie!)
You use the phrase "There are just so many problems with this..." at every possible opportunity. (no, but i should!)
Your non- Alias obsessed friends (like you have any of those left! Hah!) refuse to talk to you about Italians, prophecies, pickles, wigs, parent/daughter relationships, spies or anything else that might lead to a discussion about Alias.
You develop opinions and theories about unanswered facets of the show, and spend a large amount of time formulating arguments for both sides of the debate...
The main question you ask yourself shopping is "Would Sydney wear something like this?"
You have seen every episode. Ever. More than 5 times a piece.
You went to see Daredevil just for Jennifer Garner.
If the topic of TV shows comes up, you automatically ask the person "Do you watch Alias?"
You hear the songs played in the show.. and you instinctively listen for the lines of the characters.. and know precisely when their lines occurred in the song.
Your history teacher mentions something about the KGB.. and you suddenly think "Irina?"
You think having no first name is a perfectly acceptable thing.
Whenever you hear a truly interesting song, you immediately think of how that song would fit into a scene from Alias.
Every time you hear the Nokia ringtone, you look for Sydney or Vaughn. (i actually do... oh sad)
You look for air vents you could crawl into incase of an emergency. (everywhere i go)
You record every episode, then go out and buy the DVDs as well.
You meet a nice person and immediately become suspicious of their motives.
You schedule any activities or plans around the show.
You cry whenever Vaughn's in hospital.
You absolutely went crazy when you found out what the cliffhanger is for season 4. (every seasong for that matter!)

Everything I need to know I learnd from ALIAS:
If you can't open something, try the fire extinguisher that is always nearby.
People are NEVER who they seem.
Problems are always bigger, or worse, than you think they are.
It is actually very easy to defuse a nuclear bomb.
C-4 is alway clearly marked (and wrapped for freshness).
Never trust anyone who is known only by a pronoun.
If it is impossible to break in, ask Marshall. He can make anything, including pop-up books.
It is possible to suck the air out of a car tire.
It is possible to fall several hundred feet and suffer no injuries.
If you are meeting someone secretly, be sure that you meet in the same place over and over and over and over again.
Pope Alexander VI chief architect was Milo Rambaldi.
The answer to life the universe and everyting is no longer 42 but rather 47.
When spying on someone from a car, don't start the engine until they are a block away.
Numps: A Fool, A Blockhead.