Taylor pulled it off tonight as the newest "American Idol". I do have to say that in an email earlier today, I said I'd voted last night for Katherine, but I figured it was in vain as I felt Taylor would win. My predictions were right.
I don't know what I'm more depressed about - the fact that Katherine didn't win or the fact that the show is over for the season. I mean, I know that when Kat puts out her album, I'll be one of the first ones at the store buying it, so I'll get to hear her all the time. So, I guess it all comes down to my sadness over having to give up my addiction..... it's not giving it up, really, so much as it being taken, nay, yanked away from me! Even as I type this, I feel like I could cry. What ever will I do with myself on Tuesday and Wednesday nights? I should have kept all the episodes that I DVR'd this season to replay each week until the next installment of my addiction comes back on the air. You don't have to tell me, I already know I need therapy.
Have you ever read a really good book, one where you've gotten so into it that it almost becomes your reality, and then get to the last page and wish it wouldn't end? Yeah, that's how I feel.
Ok, Karen - now you can tell me what you know. :)
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I went to a watch party. I think Husband and I were the only ones there that wanted Kat to win. Everyone else were definite Soul Patrolers. It was a great show, though...especially to watch with friends and make fun of Dione Warwick. Ugh!
I cried when I got to the end of Stephen King's Dark Tower Book number four: Wizards and Glass. Not only was I immeasurably sad that it would be years before there was another one (King wrote those Dark Tower books like every five years), but I had a mad crush on the hero, Roland.
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