It's so hard to feel guilty.
How'm I supposed to feel properly guilty over my shadenfreude when the universe rewards me for it?
In the middle of the "awwww, poor little rich girl's show was cancelled" article -- which I only clicked on because I think Paris is a twit -- I see this: ... we've also already ordered full seasons of Prison Break, Bones...
WOOHOO!!
In other news, I'm avoiding other news by sticking my head so firmly into the sand, I'mma have dirt in my ears for months. I'm ready for this cloud of devastation and despair that's been circling the globe to... you know... stop. Go 'way. Any day now. *waits*
In the middle of the "awwww, poor little rich girl's show was cancelled" article -- which I only clicked on because I think Paris is a twit -- I see this: ... we've also already ordered full seasons of Prison Break, Bones...
WOOHOO!!
In other news, I'm avoiding other news by sticking my head so firmly into the sand, I'mma have dirt in my ears for months. I'm ready for this cloud of devastation and despair that's been circling the globe to... you know... stop. Go 'way. Any day now. *waits*