The Night the Dancing Died

This is going to be a quick one, because at any moment, my connection may die. Things are wacky all over the city today, and I'm not pleased. It took me two hours of trying to stay online long enough to send my friend an e-card.

I care more about sending an e-mail to check on a friend in a health crisis, than I do about keeping up with my stupid mySpace page.

Despite huge efforts to be home by 8p.m. for SYTYCD, I didn't get to watch it. Why? Because my shitty cable company didn't give me that channel tonight. Instead I was able to watch Dr. Phil (I couldn't make it through the full hour). If somebody wants to tell me what's going on, I'd greatly appreciate it.

Now I want a peach...