February 4, 2004

I don’t know what I’m going to do.

E.S. taped American Idol for me tonight (since it overlapped with Angel) but I’m not going to get to see it until Friday.

How will I live without knowing if Scooter Girl is one of the final 32? Or the hateful Kira? (By the way–if you tell me in the comments, I’ll hunt you down and rip your head off.)

I’d never seen the show in my life before this season, and already I’m reacting to missing it like a heroin addict who showed up five minutes after the methadone treatment center closed for the weekend.