You don’t have a clue
You are the writer in my head
You took me down on my bed (“Beautiful You” ~ Rick Springfield)
Okay, still in concert going mode. It’s only nine days away. (It’s not like I’m counting or anything)
So, up until the current season, I’ve never watched much TV, but something happened and I got sucked into both Survivor (Because I caught the first couple episodes and quickly started cheering for Terry) and then American Idol’s Taylor Hicks hooked me. I vowed I would stop watching when either/both got voted off, but lo and behold they both made it to the respective season finales.
I knew Terry was doomed the moment he lost that last immunity challenge ::tear:: and a horrible ending to a disappointing season.
I have better hopes for “my boy” on next weeks Idol. Something worthwhile has to come out of all this time I wasted in front of the television.
::Sigh:: it’s going to be a ponyclub weekend.