easy to cry for love, far harder to try

I have this awesome thing now, where (until the repairman comes, I hope) the cable internet only works like late at night and for two hours! Just enough to read all the vibrator reviews on Drugstore.com with El Fano and laugh and laugh. Well, that was last night.

Tonight, I am sitting here typing and making CDs and stuff, and we're watching "Best Week Ever," a Michael Bennett find, and a show I love more than I should. So now VH1 is forcibly shoving Scissor Sisters down our throats (it's a gag-worthy image, surely) and The Fan says, "Ugh! I didn't know they were so ugly looking." And I couldn't stop laughing, because "Ugly Looking" like "Funny Joke" is one of my favorite unnecessary two-word phrases ever. Ugly looking. Ahahahahahaha!

PS Oh my God, the Natural Bra! It's always funny. Especially the black one.

My feeling of the day is that The Veils album is the new Suede by Suede. And you know what that means. My favorite part of Finn Andrews on "Subterranean" last night was when Jim Shearer couldn't believe he hadn't been a Suede fan and said, "What were you listening to in the early '90s, then?" And Finn said, "I don't know. I was like 7."

I wonder how old Jim Shearer is. He should be my boyfriend, maybe.

Also, no one said to me "Yes! Count me in on the Secret!" Is that because no one wants the secret? Or no one knew how to tell me? Because if no one wants the secret, I'm not going to do it. Because I don't need the secret, you see. I know it already.