I've been doing just that thanks to three sick days in the last eight days. Finished the second season yesterday. The series has been perhaps more rewarding this time around despite my trepidation to rewatch (because I'm still pissed that it ended). I remember thinking the second season was not nearly as good as season one upon my first - and only - viewing of them, but I enjoyed it much more. I wasn't impressed with Martha and William Bullock the first time through but this time, perhaps already knowing what laid in store, I didn't mind so much that a kid and some mousy lady were taking screen time away from my favorite characters. In fact I probably spent a good two hours sitting teary-eyed on my couch from the end of the episode when William and Steve the Hooplehead get trampled until his funeral two episodes later. I finished the season feeling that while I remembered how special this series was the first time I watched it, I didn't realize how powerful it can be. I had similar feelings last week when I finished the first season but it was even greater this time. My wife has never watch the series and I'm so back in love with this show that I want to start the first season with her tomorrow (and, yes, put off the third season and the end even longer).