Fact: My mom went to high school with Little Steven*. He was a year behind her, according to Wikipedia, but I swear one time she told me they were in the same homeroom. I feel like the fact that he's a mentor on Idol should make me feel old, but for once it's the opposite ( Read more... )

( Just goes to show. )

So if you've ever been in my house you know that it's two stories, and there's a half bath* on the ground floor, right by the front door above the main water supply to the house ( Read more... )

( And THAT'S why I hate Colton. )

( Seacrest out. )

Tonight's recap of Deadliest Catch** is canceled on account of the fact that I have caught a spring cold and currently feel like I'm dying. I swore I would go to work tomorrow anyway, on account of my ILL boyfriend being way behind, but if I still feel like this in the morning, fuck that ( Read more... )

Good Lord, Shania Twain. You cannot wear capris and a blazer. You just can't. We won't even talk about the heels.

( Deadliest Catch )

Not one fucking Wings song. I want my money back.

The slash (and the validation of my early season Gokey comparison) was a nice touch, but it doesn't make up for the lack of So Bad. Nothing could make up for the lack of So Bad.

There's lots of important stuff going on right now. Some of it is kind of scary, even. But instead of all that, let's talk about reality TV.

( Regarding American Idol. )

Wow, everyone on Idol completely sucks this season. And that one kid who looks like Gokey bugs me.

I'm wearing my new boots today. That makes me happy. American Idol, so far, does not.

Time for more coffee! Then Interlibrary Loan. Today can end any time now.