enamoured | California dreaming on such a winter's day.

I am at the library yet again. I should be going home, but I do. not. feel. like. it. Before I left my dad was all, "We need to get things done when you get back", and as he is working from home all this week, I know good and well that "we" means just me and that it means I'm going to be doing something I really don't want to. Fixing up my room is one thing, doing whatever else is another. I already did everything on Friday before the concert! [/whine]

I didn't know that American Idol was coming on today, tomorrow, AND Wednesday. But the whole explanation of the final 24 had me effing confused to begin with. Blargh. Anyway: go Anwar and Constantine! Yay! Yay?

More on the TV front: Dear ABC, STOP WITH THE HIATUSES WITH LOST. IT'S NOT CUTE ANYMORE. And you still totally suck for what happened with Life As We Know It. You are all rotten scumbags, and I say this even though I totally let you buy my soul. Bastages, all of you.

I spent half of my speech class today writing quotes from

cleolinda's recaps on paper. Originally, I was writing them on the inside of my notebook, but I ran out of space. Yeah, I might be a little on the crazy side.

Also: screw you. Screw you sideways and on sandpaper.*

So okay, I have finally decided that I'm going to leave. Really. Seriously.

Oooh, wait! Lost-aholics! Last night I was listening to Extra and they mentioned something. They were talking about who's going to hook up with whom (all the language people, please kick my butt if I've used that incorrectly, 'k thanks?) and they mentioned Shannon and Sayid, Kate and Jack [groan], and... Sawyer and Claire? What's up with that? How random could they get? What happens to Poor Charlie? I am confused.

*--That message is not for anyone who can see this, but just for someone who kind of sucks. A lot. The end. (to which the audience says, "My Candice, you're quite... angry.")